So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
3 different guys in my psych class know me as 3 different names and said hi to me with all 3 different names-Andrea, Grace, and Bella
I've never been more proud of you
I'm so hungover that the internet is hard.
I'm watching people hook up tonight who, when they wake up tomorrow, are going to wish they were blind.
Two words. Shotgunning Cognac.
This has already gotten way out of hand
I've come to the conclusion while folding laundry and watching porn that I may be dead inside.
well I have to shit but I'm too hungover to push, and I snorted advil so I wouldn't have to swallow it and throw up.. hungover is an understatement.
Uhm; your sign says 'Welcome to KFC' and for some reason I can't seem to open the door.
There's always a certain something about a day that begins with your panties in your purse.
you 2 were alone in the living room and the dog walked in and you started yelling what are all these people doing in here
I now have a full length bright red cape in my possession. Best sex trophy ever.
Your babysitter texted, wants me to pay with weed. I don't know where to get any & don't want to. Will she take cigarettes instead? Or um, cash? Like a person?
If I stopped drinking I'd have to take up murdering.
i really love you but i feel kinda dumb about it
I'm fine. Heading home now...crying. Michael Bolton totally understands me!
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