so he just left - touched my cheek like he was gona kiss me and then gave me a fist bump?
It was everywhere, it looked like he just took the leftovers and threw them around the bathroom... Festively...
Also, we should really buy some bandaids. Right now I'm using toilet paper and scotch tape, but I don't really think that's sanitary.
My head. My head is the problem. Also alcoholism.
I just had a flash of memory of me asking all of the girls if they were on their periods. If they said yes I said it made us moon sisters.
Although, I did get to see a Raiders fan and his toothless girlfriend get roughed up by the police and dragged out of the stadium. So the night wasn't a total loss.
There are apples in the microwave and a cup of twigs in the fridge. I think she's hiding in the pantry, I can hear her giggling. Leaving her to it.
Fuck that. I will get OUT of CONTROL And rise from a hangover on Sunday like Jesus himself.
My liver and I thought we knew what we signed up for. We were wrong.
Because its Monday... And I'm determined to just be drunk for the rest of the semester
I can't. Currently naked covered in Nair trying desperately to catch his cat that rubbed up on my leg.
I hate that cat.
Whip out the absinthe and the taquitos, this motherfucker just passed the bar.
You kept hiding under tables and grabbing people's legs and shouting SHARK ATTACK.
I was going to text you that earlier, but I felt like before 10 was probably to early to bring up boners
I'm 2 weeks in to my all dick and carb diet and so far I've lost 2lbs.
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