i have your red jacket for some reason. and a good deal of shame and embarasment. note to self, wear underwear when you wear a dress. also, i was electrocuted last night. dont ask how.
going to class early so i have time to go on the moonbounce. this is why i go to art school.
I may have been to starbucks and 2 classes with balls still written on my face...
the day after is always just damage control
I managed to throw up 90 feet under water, just removed my breathing tube, puked, put it back in. All inclusive is the way to go.
I woke up wearing a cow costume. I'm not even gonna try to recall what happened last night.
if that's jizz on my steering wheel i'm gonna be pissed...and impressed.
It's one of those mornings when I woke up thinking that i really shouldn't have hooked up with my ex boyfriend's girlfriend just to prove a point.
Also you know what's worse than drunk texting? Drunk leaving soup on your hot neighbor's porch.
He told me he doesn't want to fuck anymore because he needs to focus on school. Either he grew a vagina or he's secretly gay, it has to be one of the two.
I legitimately just had to leave work because I am too hungover. The front office ladies keep making fun of me.
Someone threw up pink in the shower, there's a golf cart tipped over on the lawn and Cousin Brian is missing. What could Friday night throw at us?
please come back. it's turned into strip rock paper scissors
If I ever say "I'm never drinking again" just hand me a bottle of jack. I'll snap out of it.
I forget how to act sober
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