I haven't seen Daniella all day...are you sure she was safe going home with that guy?
oh don't worry! i asked him if he was a rapist. he said no
I just threw up on my dentist
I'm officially my mother.. Smoking in the garage pretending to take the dog out in a big ugly jacket
we've already established he's totally wasted. but now he's just sitting at his computer, doing i don't know what, and he keeps saying "dammmn girl" in a really low whisper
waking up outside has become so normal, the paper boy knows to set the paper next to me
That's not how these arrangements work. You don't buy each other stuff unless you break a sex toy. End of story.
Our lady landlord called. Dot worry, I handled it. Drunk. Tell her it was Nate. Done. Good. Bye. Drunk.
Everyone else in class agrees the weed smell is coming from me
if you fuck our toilet off the wall again, i'm going to be so mad.
There is naked swordfighting and something green and alcoholic going on in the basement. COME. OVER. NOW.
She told me to pick her up in the corner of shame and self-disgust.
When one of my seniors asked "Rough night?" I realized my poor decisions involving Tuesday night drinking did not go unnoticed.
If I die, let him know that his penis was the last penis I saw. And I'm happy about that.
First morning at school this semester and I threw up in a bush during my walk of shame.
Dear sober self, your keys are on the table in front of you the only way your typing this is with autocorrect goodnight love you
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