Just saw ur first draft of ur suicide note.
You spelled "worthless" wrong.
glow-in-the-dark stars on his ceiling from '98 totally make blowing him more romantic.
but the good news is i woke up with 15 dollars in my pocket so i probably sold my phone instead of puking on it
All I remember was yelling at him, "Its becasue of people like you that it took us so long to get to the moon!"
He's sobering up. It was really bad for like 45 minutes. He cried while telling me how he pictured us eating hotdogs on the beach together.
No more jager for that guy. He jacked the neighbor kids big wheel, rode around making jet noises, then passed out behind the wheel and rolled it and broke his wrist
I just want to fall into a pit of xannies and eat my way out.
What's sexier than showing up smelling like fast food cigarettes with a jar of moonshine in your hand
I last recall trying to play piano and asking justin for drugs. I would like to think I then gracefully laid down on the couch and shut my eyes like a sleeping kitten.
Condoms and Ice Cream, that's all we need.
I guess what I'm trying to get to is that my dog sneezed on my dick earlier and its really taken the joy out of my evening.
I made a separate snapchat account so I could swap nudes with a guy from omegle.
Why do all of your bad decisions sound like fucked up mad libs?
Woke up to I'm AWESOME written in purple crayon all over my walls. I love drunk me
WTF DOES CAROLINE HAVE GLASS IN HER FACE
It took me longer to jump start my car and get to his house than the fucking actually took.....
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