I had a fork in my beer hand and just stabbed my tongue.
what ever happened to devon sawa?
fuck...who knows?
i'm really worried about him.
i feel like im doing the pre-walk of shame..like every car that drives by is like, ooooo look at that girl, in that itty bitty dress, yep shes about to get her skank on tonight...
It just sucks seeing everyone get flowers but me...
yeah, but they die. it takes a while, but they die. just like all of these kids relationships will. tequila doesnt die. its a live in the moment thing... like a valentines day one night stand. so long run, tequila is the better gift.
I just remembered I opened the taxi door when I was at a red light last night and puked. And then when I was done I closed the door and told him he may proceed with caution.
I lost count after the 4th body shot but I think I'm wearing at least 3 different peoples clothes.
So we have also come to the conclusion that slam piece Saturday's are the appropriate follow ups to find a husband Fridays
Just took last nights make up off with a sock. That hungover.
We're gonna have screwdrivers in a cab at 4am?
Is that weird?
What people don't tell you about near death experiences is they give you a full on chub
So apparently I ended up throwing my clothes in the toilet after getting kicked out of TQ and ran around the neighborhood in my boxers. Works gonna suck hard once this hangover kicks in. Also: I lost a shoe so looks like flipflops for the rest of winter
Reason # 294827284949272 i could never be a cop. I would just shoot. All the time. Ppl. Animals. Inanimate objects. Air.
ICE CREAM AND CAKE BITCHESSSSSS
We're sort of like brothers. Except with more sexual tension. And we don't look alike. Or are related.
So we're not much like brothers really.
His face will be in my vagina later so I'm willing to forgive.
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