Whenever ur ready we need breakfast and a psychic.
going to class early so i have time to go on the moonbounce. this is why i go to art school.
If I knew losing weight would mean this many fucking creepers I would've just stayed fat.
The last thing I remember is yelling "ill handle this" while wearing a lion suit and holding a jug of vodka when the RAs came
Heading to the gym, the one that guy said he goes to. Already checked online, his class is at 5. And no, this isn't too much after meeting him last night. Stop judging me,
I woke up with glitter in my wounds.
These shoes are way too nice for a walk of shame. Its how I keep myself in line.
He needs a high five right to the fucking mouth. With a chair. Or an atomic bomb.
Don't feel bad, we're professionals and we just housed burgers in burger king singing I believe I can fly
Are there any plans to where i might need to be dressed semi-nicely or is it a "pants optional" weekend?
You cannot tell me you don't have a problem while crying pantsless on a stranger's sofa bed.
My vagina still hurts from yesterday. That's the last time I think riding a mop bucket is a good idea. Don't let me do that again
So I scratched the whole boyfriend plan and got wasted. Wanna try again tomorrow?
Remind me later when I want to buy more drinks that there's a 20 in my bra
I called to inform you I may or may not be getting laid tonight ...
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