There is something about listening to Patsy Cline while pooping that makes the experience so much better.
I'm seeing double. Its like being in a room full of people
I was debating whether her purse was real then I saw her puke in it.
the day after is always just damage control
You threw up in a Dixie cup last night. Oddly, you just gained major points in my book for that.
I don't remember his name but he sat in the bathroom and gave us both advice...
I had to ask him for the scissors while I was in the shower. My hood piercing was stuck in my loofah.
The sun is so bright. Whhyyyyy. EYES ARE DEAD.
God, for the last time, no I did not break my nose doing a keg-stand just for a nose job.
When you put it that way it sounds like my vagina is a parking garage to be monitored by security guards
Either I'm deep cleaning my apartment out of severe academic procrastination or I'm subconsciously nesting and need to take a pregnancy test.
Why the HOLY HELL is my dog on my roof??? Sam?? Why is the dog wearing my pants
Stay home. Ain't nothing out in these mean streets but plan b and regret
I haven't gotten dressed in 4 days. God bless you, unemployment.
It’s so white trash that I almost have to have it.
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