3:26am: come over
you purposely dodge me and you could have stopped me from leaving, you know how far i live. YOU come over
4:11am: mnlodp
dude I don't understand hebrew and I'm not coming over
Im handcuffed to some kid i hardly know. there are no cops involved
I had my own version of the Hangover last night. I woke up to a disassembled Christmas tree, shit on the futon, and a hamster in the bathroom with a necklace on that said "Feed Me Bitch." I don't own a hamster. I don't know what I drank last night, but I want to do it again.
In other news I saw a pack of make believe zombies walking down green st.
gotta love wednesdays
Im beginning to think that if I ever write an autobiography it will have to be mostly fill in the blank.
If we see one freshman that cummed on me, we are leaving.
I've just never had a dinner guest strut in, go directly to my bathroom, vomit.. then come out demanding whiskey and food.
I'm sick of being the only unemployed member of the group. Doing things alone isn't partying. Its sad.
I hurt so much. Not in the emotional way, but in the I went to dive bars sorta way.
Two drag queens are fighting over me. And yet the night is still getting weirder
Only real friends lend their restraints to engagedfriends to fool around with married strangers.
Tell him to put up or shut up. Can't be dangling dick in front of ho's without delivering.
It's just disrespectful
I think that maybe Alyssa may of had too much to drink. is it normal for her to straddle random people in quizno's?
Drunk me wants sober me to be happy, woke up with half a dozen doughnuts in my bed this morning.
Anyway, that's been my evening- crying and looking up diabetes symptoms. How was your night?
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