alls i know is that i am drunker than shi t.
i've nothing new to say tto my roommate about he r boy struggles. and imm tying to write this with my head between my kneeews. because i'm ucking drudrunk
so shut the fuck p.
i feel sick. i hate you. byye.
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this explains so much. bring some to production!!!!!
maybe i can drink enough courage to try to steal tampons again. and then when anyone asks why i have scratches on my wrist i can say that im depressed.
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