PS- did you die? If you did just text "dead" to me, so that I know.
I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
She asked me why there was $2 in the lunchmeat drawer of the fridge and BBQ sauce all over the kitchen... I'm not sure but I know it has something to do with you
Spent the last thirty minutes staring at the wall with Leah. It's definitly moving
Im beginning to think that if I ever write an autobiography it will have to be mostly fill in the blank.
Let's go free Charlie Sheen and party with him
We played shuffleboard at the bar last night...another sign we are getting tooooo old.
My dad told me my only assignment from now til graduation is to not die. it's a legit concern for him.
I have blocked the memory from my mind. He is just a fuzzy cloud floating with my other bad decisions..
He insisted he brought his alarm clock everywhere, and then the girl screamed "fuck French people!"
not totally sure where im at but i think i've definitely woken up on this couch before. bong on the coffee table looks familiar. should be able to find my way home
My favorite bra is missing and I smell like beer and bad decisions. This is definitely a sign that hoe mode is activated.
suburban family judging/laughing at us after Jenna just pulled two flasks out of her boot on the subway
its as if im in a choose your own adventure book. except im not the reader and someone else is choosing my fate...one awesome decision at a time.
Mom wants to know if you're coming over or if it's safe for her to take her bra off...
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