Raging hang over. 6AM finish. Shat on a bag of trash in an alley. D L that last bit.
I found my crush's facebook page. And his wife's. Apparently they are still in love. Of all the people to have happy marriages! Fuck, I'm depressed.
I feel like you just avenged me for every guy who came in my hair
My cock is literally on the edge of falling off. Fuck Vegas.
Lol I just left. He's funny and he's cute. Downside: he thinks he can outdrink us
I just don't know about this life anymore. Quite frankly I think I belong up there in the great blue, lounging on a cloud sippin tea with Jesus
I feel like my uterus is decaying in my body
Yeah I said my new jacket was waterproof, not puke through your nose proof.
This is what happens when you live with someone you met on Grindr
nothing like having plan b for breakfast in a cvs parking lot before ordering this semester's textbooks
If pulling your dick out counts as a hobby that is his.
Death by dick. An honorable death. Put a picture of his dick in the photo collage at my funeral.
Erin was right. There were bees at the after hours.
Ahh yes. I lost my pants and swimming suit and phone charger. And I've found out who has them all even while hungover. Successful day. Nice party too.
i think i just naturally attract stoners
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