dude i'm inner monologue high
You can't just say things like "great depression theme party" and then not respond.
My cousin had a baby so we have to look at it. Apparently the event is byob
I'm trying to make a sex playlist
record yourself crying and put it on a loop.
Made dad pull of the highway twice on the way home so I could puke. Yeah i'd say we ended the semester well.
She kept telling me to calm down. I was on the floor with my eyes shut, not moving. In levels of calm I was one step above coma patient
i wondered why i had so many splinters in my hand, then i went out to my car and remembered id stolen an entire cactus
there is vomit in the pocket of my dress coat. i remember thinking "this is a weird place to puke" at some point in the evening, but i dont understand how i did this.
Last night dinner was cinnamon buns and whiskey. At least tonight I had a fajita with my cookies and tequila. I may be a little stressed about these end of semester tests.
if the furniture in my bedroom wasn't shape shifting... this would be a different story.
If I ever go to Canada, I'm fucking the maple syrup out of his Canadian ass.
I literally just skipped to the fridge when I realized we had enough vodka left to get day drunk
It began the way the best stories do—with some naïve jackasses in a place they had no business being at.
My professor just asked for my number. Not fucking her till after finals though I learned my lesson last time.
Random boy motorboated me, handed me a business card congratulating me on my motorboat, winked and walked out with some other girl
Find him and marry him.
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