do you know anything about the $5 bill with my name stapled to it in my purse??
Valium party in the driveway. Attendance: 1. Don't make me do this alone.
Worst night here by far. And ive slipped in my own piss so thats saying something
I walked in her room to find her rubbing lotion on her face high as fuck.
I'll be home next weekend. Its mothers day. Let's party just enough so we are frightened it might be our first
"what's it like being a dancer turned stoner" well, i can change the netflix using my feet mid bongrip, so there's that.
Jesus, you make out with one twin then sleep with the other and suddenly they don't want to play soccer with you... So sensitive...
No, supporting your unemployed boyfriend IS NOT what credit cards are for.
Your friend gave me you're number. I was the guy locked behind the book shelf.
I think you have the wrong number, but I hope you escaped your library-prison?
You dove at him but passed out mid dive. Shame it wasnt a costume party your superman suit wouldve been clutch in the situation
On another note I am sitting in my bed naked, buzzed, and working on a notecard for my 8:00am test tomorrow. I think I need to make better choices.
The guy I made out with the other night fed me chipotle favored funions and I thought it was true love when I was drunk.
Why do I have this feeling like this is heading in a slightly threesome-y direction
Drunk within and hour of coming home from work, merry christmas bitch
It'd be good to change things up a bit, right now the only public service I'm doing from my apt is hanging out in my underwear with the lights on.
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