Sry I called you an 8
So i got in my car, the seats are leaned back, and soft soul music is playing. Wtf happened last night.
She laid down on my bed and played "I want you to want me" on my laptop. subtle.
I mean we're not committed. He's my first choice, sort of like miller lite. When I'm at the bar I'm going to order one, but if they don't maybe I'll go for a bud or blue moon. I'm certainly not going to stop drinking
I love having a boyfriend. I just ate pancakes with regular syrup and chocolate syrup, I havent shaved my legs in a week, and Im still going to get laid tonight.
fuck. you.
I have been drinking at the bar so long today that I literally just found a spiderweb from my leg to the bar.
I could hear them screwing through my bedroom wall again this morning, so I started beat boxing to the tempo.
so apparently going to a christian rock concert dressed as Jesus is horribly inappropriate.
Yeah when I texted her last night the only response I got was "stoned eating cobbler."
Showed up 15 minutes late and curtsied when I entered the door if that puts perspective to how my first day is going
There's a fine line between kinky and serial killer
do you know of a way I can die but like NOT die? like not being unconcious, just ascending to an astral plane for a few weeks or months in real world time so i can sort my issues out away from the rigors of life kinda deal, you know?
It's Friday you fucking nerd of course I'm drunk.
this dude is way too smart. he just explained to me the different scientific components of drugs while we smoked. i said i loved icecream.
Just because you can't have him, doesn't mean you can have his brother.
What about the best friend?
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