either fucking kiss her or kick her ass to the curb. Either way I can hear everything you are saying
i blame lastnights decisions on friday the 13th
im in class. still drunk. wearing one sock. eating a breakfast sandwich and trying to make sure this bottle of whiskey doesnt fall out of my purse in front of my professor
easter eggs filled with ecstasy. it's what jesus would do.
He is drunk texting me begging me not to tell my mom. Pretty sure he is about to offer me sexual favors for keeping my mouth shut. I love being the boss's daughter.
I definitely paid for a case and a fifth and all I got was 6 beers and a crown and coke. Wtf. Bar math sucks
Burnt myself on soup.. consencus go back to hospl. they will lov me. twins in one nigh. still hve band on. fuck
Embrace your curves. Cuz we're too poor for a coke habit.
The whorange rubbed off. His white shirt was so gross at the end of the night I told him to frame it.
I thought my broken hand would put a damper on Halloween, but fake costume eyelashes and hydrocodone are kinda fun at the same time.
It might be whiskey, but I view Marge and Homer Simpson as something to strive for
I almost had a threesome in a giant beanbag chair. I love college.
I woke up and finished the bottle like a champ
I got up and left his place at 3am because I remembered I had a burrito in my car.
Want to help me interview candidates to replace my Cub/Boy Toy when he leaves for grad school next month?
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