people and things i regret. that's what i want to do tonight.
Wow.. I was doing a mental check of my bank balance & I literally just said to myself: 'I have 27 dollars and a bottle of tequila til tuesday-ill be fine'
im about as happy as oj after his trial
our drinking schedule never changed, we just drank at work.
I can't finish this paper in my room because every time I get distracted I start masterbating. I think it's time to go to the library...
I need to stop hooking up with boys in my major. three boys in one class is just a litttle too awkward.
He washed my hair whilst I gave him head in the shower. Bored or gay?
Why do I feel like the only way for this trip to end is alcohol poisoning?
Theres a handprint of sauce on my frig, one streaked across my face, a trail of it to my bedroom and sauce all in my bed and i have no idea what the fuck i ate.
I asked him how his night was and he sent me a picture of a bottle of Ciroc with a bendy straw...
Dude fuck drugs. It's 4am and I'm eating mushroom ravioli fantasizing about jumping on a trampoline
I no longer need a flask. I need a canteen.
IF YOU DIE ON LSD YOU DIE FOR REAL
He offered me free drinks all night if I could beat him in a drinking race. I blacked out after that but just found his credit card in my bra so there's that.
I doubt the gods of funday Sunday would exact such a high price... But it's good to know an afternoon with me is worth a left foot.
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