Last night was so much fun. i kept trying to lick everyone
i told him to take shots to cure a hangover and he told me i was "walking the steppingstones to alcoholism"
I spit up blood this morning
That's vegas.
it was literally the size of a crayloa marker. i didnt know what to do with it so i just sat there
I honestly don't know what my boundaries are, but shitting on me is crossing them.
I've never had a better reason to do blow of a Pittsburgh strippers ass than to try and keep pace with my dad.
I dont know why the TSA people are looking at me wierd. I mean there is no way i am the only hungover college girl here with nine tally marks on her hand and last nights glitter on her face
I started making breakfast to subdue the hangover and last of the shrooms and only got as far as eating a half frozen pierogi out of a dixie cup.
I think it says something about my life when I start picking up girls while im in rehab. And I don't think it's good.
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Also the bouncer Straight up told me my id was shitty and I should get a new one. But he let me in anyways because #boobz
He called me twice and texted me at 3am. Guess absence makes the dick grow harder.
Also I'm so used to having sex with river guides that when he pulled out a condom I was actually surprised
I'm excited for you as you venture towards new drug experiences
Just for the record, I did not have sex in your bed. Happy 4th of July.
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