It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
I'm jammin out to some Brit Birt, she's still my bitch, I love her crazy ass
I'll start drinking again when I know where I am
in spanish class. the girl next to me asked what Galapagos were. i told her they were islands. now she thinks Galapagos means islands in spanish
The walk of shame has never felt more glorious... I think it's the somberero
I was mid-pee and he walked in, claimed he was looking for his phone, and then asked if we could hook up since we were finally alone.
so yall hooked up?
I have vodka an food stamps. At some point today, that will undoubtedly turn into jello shots.
I've heard so many rumors about me being taken home in an ambulance I'm starting to believe them.
somehow I feel like "adventures with cocaine and molly" wouldn't be an appropriate "How I Spent My Spring Break" essay topic.
dude i'm so hungover my hair hurts
It's a little weird that I'm blowing my wingman.
I should never be allowed to dance around children at weddings. I think I just insured that a 4 year old will be a future teen mom.
One day when i undoubtedly need an intervention please let it include lightsabers.
I think I can handle that.
Just puked most of my soul out..
this kid sitting diagonally in front of me is searching "cheap bongs" on google. hahahhaaha. who does this kid think he is?
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