also, made friends with this 75 year old millionaire Tony who likes to mosh. Don't ask.
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
I am too drunk to make real decisions. I had pop rocks all over my ass earlier. This is not a joke.
with all this snow coming, and no school, I figure why not try every possible liquor snowcone.
he is allergic to cats. we can only glue dog hair on him. otherwise he might die and i dont want to be responsible for that.
ahaha ok
let's call it "werewolfing"
And in my birthday dress, with my friends, i peed on myself in line for the club. Still went in and partied. I remember pieces
I ate a pepperoni off of someone's floor last night. We need to talk.
The bad decision stars are too close to aligning to risk this tonight.
I sent him pictures of just me in my thong and he replied "you're so sweet, you make me feel special <3".... Oh.
I'm in the freezer. Shit took away any trace of hangover outa my body.
make that a herd of moose. they will be my moose minions
His dick's name has evolved from Sebastian to Big Daddy to Barbara Streisand to Barbara Walters. I think the transformation is finally complete.
IM TRYING TO SAY GOODNIGHT STOP FOR LIKE FIVE SECONDS WITH THE DICK SUCKING
I'm about 40% drunk. You know, not drunk enough to light the bar on fire, but drunk enough to let the cougar hit on me.
This is the Front Desk Lady from the Saturolite Inn. Your friend is passed out in the lobby. Please come help her.
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