please tell me if i'm home and in my bed
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come find me please
I should just throw a hundred dollar bill into the wind and walk away... save myself the hangover.
we were in your room and your mom was singing twinkle twinkle little star in the hallway. so you decided to scream "twinkle? TWINKLE! What Fucking little star?!"
you were sleeping on the floor, then you woke up and told me you were not comfy enough. You took the carpet in the bathroom put it in the bath and you slept there.
I basically get to watch her life fall apart via tumblr updates
last nights episode of shot friends brought to you by polish vodka and flamingo baseball. pickles cure hangovers.
Yeah I remember I tried to close her head in the freezer last night
we did shots in class this morning as part of a presentation. WHY AM I LEAVING THIS COUNTRY?!
She failed the Charleston discretion test, although puking in her armpit was very innovative.
He told me to be careful with the shrooms because he mostly had caps left. He sounded apologetic but that's the best news all week.
He was telling me how he was trying to grow up. And then 2 minutes later, he told me he was tripping on lsd for the first time.
I have got to move on from this "sleeping with every drug dealer I meet" phase.
You kept flirting with some guy while I was throwing up on the sidewalk, and I screamed YOU DON'T LIKE MEN
Just got a handjob in my psych lecture. You were right, going to class is paying off.
he just kept biting everyone and singing hilary duff songs. i can't even bring him to a gas station.
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