i just got a clause named after me in the 'alcohol and drug use' section of the handbook. this is certainly a warning sign.
He sent a pic, I sent one back. Then nothing. It's like we sext-messaged goodbye and ended the relationship.
So much to do, haven't done anything except hook up with sailors and work on my tan.
Was my shirt on fire at any point last night? Because I'm fairly sure my shirt was on fire.
Night just started and I've already seen a woman headbutt a brick wall. Unintentionally. Epic to say the least
Don't mind me. My boyfriend is carrying me because I'm broken not because I'm drunk.
It's not even 9:30 yet..
I peed my pants and am still dancing with guys at the club because I liked my outfit too much to change. Call the ratchet emergency
Can I come by? I want you to meet my squirrel
I have to go buy generic plan b after work. I don't even leave for the new semester for another 11 days. I think I just leveled up in sluttiness
HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE TROPHY HUSBAND! I WAS GOING TO BE THE SUCCESSFUL ONE!
But I made it seem like I wasn't hungover at work, so that's a plus.
No. There is no way we have to stoop so low as to ask your dad for weed. There has to be an alternative.
I am rewearing my dress from last night. I only wore it for like two hours before fucking. And I took it off first so no cock contact. This is my new standard of cleanliness.
Hope everything goes ok. If it makes you feel better, I straightened vomit into my hair and killed a bird earlier.
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GODDAMNIT WHY AM I MISSING THIS
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