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there was a trapeze. enough said
drunk doesn't even begin to explain it. dude called him and said to bring you back because he'd already called dibs.
please explain to me why there is a shopping cart in my living room.
the beat of "birthday sex" is shockingly similar to my dry heaving rhythm. it's making me nauseous all over again.
So somehow I got from NYC to a suburban town in the middle of Jersey. At 4am. Thank god there are trains that can rectify my mistakes...
The night started going down hill when she shot the cashier in the face with the confetti gun we bought at 711.
I dunno, but she kept buying me shots and asking me to go places with her. oh btw we're signed up to go bungee jumping Saturday
I've literally never felt worse
My body feels like its decomposing
I just want to have normal problems like what kind of puppy to get, or should I pay a hooker to fuck Scott, or even a dilemma about fucking Twizzlers. I don't know.
Did we smoke in a portapotty last night? And if so, do you think the brown stuff covering my body is actually dirt?
Just found the measuring tape in my bathroom. How drunk could I have possibly been on Saturday?!
Get off the floor, put away the cookie dough, get ur shit together Scott.
I need to stop using "I went to the Harry Potter theme park" as my pickup line.
The guy i took home was a circus freak. He jerked off 3 times in front me after we had sex. And he came every time.
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