her voice is like 435,765 daggers being simultaneously twisted into my eardrum
i'd rather just be hit by a car than answer her phone calls
ugh. my soul tastes like vodka
She just messaged me 19 sad faces.
2 classes, 3 finals, and $30 worth of adderall until this semester is over.
The smoke alarm went off as soon as we opened the closet.
all I know is I'm really rwfly really really stoned and a bunch of Korean people are yelling at me
she vomitted in her champagne, said "fuck it, it's new years", and continued drinking.
He's the second guy this morning whose job is jeopardized because of my vagina.
Well. Turns up no one actually knows who that kid was. Came in, said happy fathers day, chilled for a while, then left.
this probably sounds so sketchy, but hes going to jail in a month so he needs a place to crash for now. Hes sick though, and hes paying half our rent
spending today hungover and untagging myself from all the pictures of me kissing girls so grandma doesnt have a heart attack. how was your new years?
I woke up to my roommate checking my pulse
Ugh. I'm going to die alone, sister. Half-eaten by one of my thirty-seven cats and clutching a martini shaker
I knew things were bad when my gyno recommended meditation.
I'm in my math teacher's garage hiding right now because I fucked his son last night. It's fine
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