Dear everyone that texted me last night wondering where i was. i ended up face down blacked up drunk before i made it to the party. My bad
My t9 writes chubies instead of bitches.
either way. win, win.
elementary school lunch room party. everyone brings their own lunch and can trade stuff. all juice is booze.
and I was crying with the towel lady in the bathroom of the bar about the tragedy in Haiti. Then we hugged before I left and I gave her 10 dollars.
How can it be called memorial day weekend....I don't even remember this weekend
It's cute how he thinks we're going to have sex again
super high. so of course there was a shoot out at the bank. there are 20 cop cars no lie. if i make it out of this i will never smoke again
Haha pretty bummed I didn't stay night yesterday after the bj fest you described
being a senior sucks, I just started embracing my inner slutty college girl, and it's almost time to put her away...for like, ever. and i really like her.
Found out last night that "Everclear" is Spanish for "shit got weird"...
Sadly he is straight as an arrow that is designed by a robot computer from the future with lasers.
This saddens me. Mostly because I want to see the schematics on that robot.
this one kid was speed-mumbling about putting broccoli in the printer
Because it's not worth it. And there is no nice way of saying "sorry, you're not good enough at sex for me to drive 45 mins"
we found her. shes in the bathtub full of raw pasta. i dont even know...
He almost got to me tonight but then I was like fuck it I'm going to dance with a teli-tubby on the bar so fuck you
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