week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
grad school is all the worst parts of undergrad, without the binge drinking and bad decisions to make up for it
stop texting me from phones in the verizon store and pretending to be guys i talked to when i was drunk. its confusing.
Woke to a half burnt 20 in my pocket, covered in mud, clothes all wet, so im assuming I didn't use that 20 you gave me for a taxi
It wasn't until like 4 and when we got off the phone you said god was summoning you back into the bar
You keep saying things....but all I'm hearing is kegs
Just checked my voicemails on the work phone on speaker. Thank you so much for the one of you screaming "COME FUCK ME NOWWWW!" my boss loved it ..
I vaguely remember seeing that couple making out in front of that store and i yelled "I ALSO LOVE THE ROCKY MOUNTAIN SOAP COMPANY!"
I'm not sure I can continue to condone our having sex in all of your friends' beds
I wish drunk me came with subtitles
I just moonwalked my socks off. THAT LAZY. THAT HIGH.
I'm still questioning who dropped me off last night. So successful wedding?
I swear to god if you settle for a trump supporting packers fan, I will not acknowledge your children. You're better than that.
I have to stay away from bourbon. Despite what it keeps telling me, it is NOT my friend.
i cant go to his party cause last time i pressed the red buttons on the wall and the fire alarm went off for 40 minutes, i'm not allowed back there
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