Um, that's called prostitution
Not if I leave it on the nightstand, then it's called cab money
i cant decide if i should go fuck j*** or keep watching real genius
there's just something about her that screams "i'm into chicks who wear flannel"
the next morning i told him i was impressed that he remembered my name. he said it wasn't that hard when "tracy
my little brother just told me that I should start chasing my vodka with slim fast. genious.
some drunk guy just paid $3 for each cig that i picked up off the ground. the cigs that he threw on the ground. I might just follow him the rest of the night
who were those guys at the table sniffing dryer sheets?
Showed up 2 hours late and still drunk nobody gave me a high five. This intership is bullshit.
my goal was to make out with as many people dressed as batman as possible. I have my priorities.
Come find me, I'm the girl sitting alone in taco bell at 9 in the morning drinking concealed beer with a straw
Dude I've kinda accepted I may leave Nola with the clap.
College has taught me that the "best idea" is rarely the fun one.
This is true but you can't really get fired from college
apparently i tried to facetime the drunk bus last night, that's probably why we had to walk back to campus
Drunk ass.
Names, who you're caught in bed with, both minor details
the last thing is remember is that strange guy in the leotard...i woke up in my bed, naked, with a half eaten grilled cheese on my nightstand, a six pack in the fridge, a new pack of cigarettes on my pillow and coke in my purse. apparently i bought some drugs, shopped and cooked. typical.
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