After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
Everything about him screamed your future.
I'm at the grocery store buying monistat and corn nuts. thank god for self check out.
Is it 3pm? Or am I losing my mind because it's pickled in vodka and diet coke?
In a weird way, I don't want to stalk him on Facebook. I want to find out what's wrong with him the old-fashioned way. Is this what it means to be romantic?
I woke up with my panties in the cat food dish, and everything covered in honey and bruises.
Tried to land my foot on his shoulder and kicked him in the face. Then I fell into a homeless man's bike and posed with a buffalo head. How was your night?
He's gonna be so upset when he get's a real job and can't do serious drugs.
please come back they are interrogating me about masturbation
I mean. I just want to sit in my bed and eat bagels. What's wrong with that?
This really high kid past out in the corner of the room holding a box of cheez its in his arm. My idol.
There's a baby in the strip club. I say again: THERE'S A BABY IN THE STRIP CLUB
Ugh... The hoe gods giveth and the hoe gods taketh away.
fuck school, let's just become the worst strippers ever
Ccatlin cimbing thru th sunroof plz come
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