One day into being old enough to drink!
And I want to get plastered. Bleh.

It's crazy to think that I was barely twenty when I moved here, and now I've been here over a year. Wow.

Soooo....I'm a little confused ( Read more... )

You know it's never a good day when you wake up with a hangover and you haven't been drinking the night before.
Wtf man. Stop screwing me over brain, just stop it. I will stab you with a Q-Tip, I swear I will.

Sometimes conversations can be exhausting around here.

Hmmn.
See, this is like the perfect mix of morbid and saccharin for me, yes.