hell yes lets make some ravioli
The only dream I remember having is one where my dad's sperm turned into baby hippos. Like, tiny baby hippos, pocket-sized. I am so fucked up.
A relator touring our house this week saw the picture in our bathroom of steven passed out, yellow faced, with BALLS on his forehead, and had to ask "if that kid was alive or dead".
We sat on the porch laughing about hilarious the sunrise was. And that we can do drugs again in the morning, thank god
Dude, they are shaking the RV, yell at them. It feels like i'm being rocked to sleep, I don't like it, I'm not a baby.
I'm spoon feeding myself tequila for breakfast, should we skip class today?
Just got a voicemail from a guy referring tp himself "as chest hair guy". If I'm coming home to a intervention I understand.
I think my whole family judged my ability to change under a blanket.
In a moving vehicle and other people in the car
They knew I had a party because the refrigerator settings were different, but they don't notice that we installed a new toilet seat so it's okay.
We've only been here for 15 hours and our names are already on 2 separate police reports. We've also been given our "final warning" by the cops and hotel management.
Not after That Night. No. I hate tequila. And it hates me. Very mutual hateship going on.
I'm surprised I didn't lose anything last night. Except maybe my dignity but other than that we gucci.
Nooo, I ran into two if my exes, both having their engagement parties at the bar. It was like a fucking Eskimo family reunion, but with more tequila.
It was a fun night! I woke up with a boyfriend, again....
Hey I need you to run the morning meeting, for reasons I can explain when I find out where I left my car
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