All I remember from last night is puking up a box of cheeze-its and the building catching on fire.
Leaving the dealer's house. He just gave me a sincere hug and said good luck. This cant end well.
I have to overdose on valtrex I had a rough weekend.
My cab driver just texted me 'goodnight beautiful'. I think my 'desperate for a guy phase' has just moved into a fuck my life phase.
you never texted me what you wanted from the store so I got a piece of chicken and bottle of tequila. if you want anything else you are on your own.
Too lazy to make dinner. Had chocolate and scotch instead. Check in with me in a half hour.
I think I'm gonna wear a bikini to our final tomorrow...just so he knows that no fucks will be given on his test
Jasmine is diving into bushes again.
Trust me. Drunk Scrabble is not a good idea. Arguments over the legitimacy of the word "Pickle" break out, things are said, friendships are ruined. It's ugly.
Guess whose hungry like a hippo: this bitch.
It's like your nipple is comforting my nipple.
Ohh I see how it works, eat pussy and I get Reese's pieces.
I'm going to preface tonight by saying that I'm sorry for tequila, shopping carts, and having to chase me.
I'm pretty sure I hallucinated the existence of an entire human being last night.
I gave him one of my famous hand jobs.
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