I got so high last night I started crying because i couldn't stop thinking about how scary space is
stuffed animals make me feel really maternal.
Dude let's go to Saudi Arabia. They outlawed valentine's day. And probably love.
My ATM looks so different sober.
on a related note, did you know that the fire alarm in our apartment talks?
I feel like my teeth are sweating.
not much just sitting outside his bathroom door naked eating cheetoes. You?
I think I'm dead. Why did I think it was a good idea to hang from the banister while someone poured liquor into my mouth?
if i'm ever face-down on the ground puking again, promise me you won't try to braid my hair?
Looks like a took a video of myself beating off and passed out last night. I'm classy.
I'm dying. The alcohol is viciously exiting my tiny body.
Apparently I was telling them, "I AM A STRONG INDEPENDENT WOMAN AND I DON'T NEED YOU TO HOLD MY HAIR," and I pulled my hair back and puked.
He took some pill and now he's on all fours demanding we give him chips from the dog bowl. Come get him.
Sorry for face licking, I probably won't do it again.
Also, I love cats. I sat on the floor and they sat with me.
you missed a good time last night.
you texted me at 10 telling me to come fuck you, that says enough.
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