just sold my soul for a pack of cigaroos. little do they know they got the short end of the deal. suckers.
I try to help out whenever I can. Speaking of rough nights I woke up half naked on Brady's couch with bloody paper towels duct taped to my foot.
Vodka @ 9pm. Library. Nothing can go wrong, I promise.
Well I squeegeed the puke off your arm at the gas station
When are you not under some influence?
Since last Tuesday...yesterday.
You need an intervention. You fell into traffic walking home.
Not really. Birthday weekend. Totally jusifiable. Besides I didn't get hit. No harm no foul.
Facebook stalking ex-girlfriends who went to rehab. This is my life.
The fact that there are multiple ex-girlfriends who have been to rehab concerns me
You are like the only girl I know who tells their booty call to go find another girl just cause you want more sleep.
exhale infront of a fan. self shotgun.
You know I'm dangerous when I have make-out withdrawals
Oh, and one of the worst parts... his name was Mario. I fucked a Nintendo character.
I don't even care if you were high. The fact that I've been begging for us to have those cinnamon rolls for months and you didn't even save me one is not ok.
BOOOOOOOOOOOO *takes away your hoe card*
I'm in the upstairs bathroom. I went to the bathroom after class and realized this is not a shit I want to have publicly. I ran home. We can go to lunch, just give me a min
Last night I realized I made a dick appt 2 MONTHS IN ADVANCE!!!!....... WHO THE HELL DOES THAT!?!? LMAO!
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