I feel like i just miscarried Jesus's baby...
Tell Heather sorry for burning her hair. Also for anything else that I may have done that warrants and apology. Anything after about 10pm is kind of hazy.
If your still trying to figure out the moment I stopped caring; it was the point in which you said "I really wasn't sure whose baby it was"
I don't care where my tongue is but i t's going to be in all the pictures.
Problem: At home sick with a stomach virus. Solution: smoke weed all day...
hooking up with my manager sounds like an even better idea while i'm sober.
Pre-game strategy: play thunder by yourself in the shower. Surprisingly, success.
Yea, i was tied up and blindfolded. And someone was throwing chicken nuggets at my face.
I was the last girl at the bar last night. It was like a battle royale between 10 guys.
Dude I reek of $2.50 pitchers, $1 off/pack marlboro cigs, and fear.
Fear?
FEAR.
I vaguely remember making out with his tattoo (?) and giving him an awesome massage and then I passed out on his floor. Shrug
Gave up on finding an ashtray.... just started flicking it in my purse.
We turned a wake into a bar crawl.
There's a Taco Bell quesadilla in my shower caddy right now.
It smells like grilled cheese and sexual frustration
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