i need gas-x and some way to take back every single thing i did last night.
Dear yesterdays makeup, Thank you for always being there when I stay up late binge drinking on weeknights and am running late to work Friday morning. You're the best.
Im am drinking whisky alone in my parents basement. I think I just watched the point of no return stroll by.
I'm not a pervert.. I just like to be naked...
Getting stoned and going to costco. If i'm not back by dawn, you know what to do.
So add panera bread to the places i love to eat that i am potentially banned from.
I just smoked pot in front of my old Elementary School. It's like my Childhood and Adulthood are coming together in this awesome thing.
Currently bleeding through my leggings. Not good. Not good at all.
Hospital.
I am invincible.
There is a pile of hair outside the apartment next door. At least now I know what all that shouting was about last night.
I have a bruise on dick where you tried to "high five" me.
i remember going to sleep after the 4th time i threw up this morning and hoping i didn't have to again because then it would be uneven between saturday and sunday. my ocd is getting out of control
classified somewhere between kinky and medically inadvisable
She has also never texted me first which I think might be a tell-tale sign she wants me to die alone.
My drug dealer was just on ESPN..
Clothing is a burden necessitated by propriety.
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