fuck, i never want to drink again I drunk dialed matt last night and broke up with him the second night in a row. FUCK QUADFEST
think im gonna go get a six pack before class and sit in the back of the room...
He just stood there...Helen Keller and I could have had a more interesting conversation
she broke up with me using backstreet boy lyrics
you deserved it if you knew it was backstreet boys.
He just called shotgun on the way to the squad car.
it's great music for shaving your balls
Ok see being that I'm not present or participating your vague texts "neeeeed that" and "vagina" leave a lot to question.
But on the up side she uprooted a whole peony plant from the hotel downtown and said, "I brought you flowers"
one night of dollar margs at dinner and dollar beers at the bar later, i am throwing up in his shower and gurgling soap and water to kill the taste of sin in my mouth. dollar days need to stop endng like this.
I want to lick his teeth again. Is that a creepy thing to say?
"Friendship bread", "how to get period stains out of cement", and "elephant bereavement" are all in my recent google history. Whatever shit that was last night really did me in...
Yeah. It's just like I have his virginity and he has my shoes and where do we go from here.
They live across the street from a school baseball field so they have porter potties across the street and let's just say that I'm grateful they exist
The amount of drunk I'm going to get tonight will be somewhere between Jim lahey and bojack horseman
would it be okay if I showed up at your house naked? and is your door unlocked?
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