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…then we got drunk…

…then we got drunk…

Delta Tau Drunka @ The Edison.
In related news: I love this girl entirely too much.  Drunk sleepover toniiiiight what what.

Delta Tau Drunka @ The Edison.

In related news: I love this girl entirely too much.  Drunk sleepover toniiiiight what what.

It might say “I’m too cool for this,” but what it really says is “SHAME.”

It might say “I’m too cool for this,” but what it really says is “SHAME.”

Hangover Talk

  • Me: *gags from acid reflux* Do you watch It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia?
  • Victoria: No, because it's not always sunny.
  • Me: Well, you should watch it next time you're high.
  • Victoria: Oh, really?
  • Me: Dude, do you wanna just...
  • Victoria: NO, I HAVE TO STUDY.
  • Me: Goddammit. *gags*
  • Victoria: ...Why do you have a book on serial killers over there?
My photo-taking device is dead and the charger is way the fuck out in the kitchen, so here is basically what I look like today.  Y’know, just so you can get the idea.

My photo-taking device is dead and the charger is way the fuck out in the kitchen, so here is basically what I look like today.  Y’know, just so you can get the idea.

Every time I like someone, I end up passing out because I’m too stoned.  Or because Bryan made me take a shot of tequila.  Either way.

Every time I like someone, I end up passing out because I’m too stoned.  Or because Bryan made me take a shot of tequila.  Either way.

Tonight will be spent getting drunk with Carlos somewhere in Hollywood.  I plan on not waking til the next Friday the 13th.
I’m making my remaining time here count, goddamnit.

Tonight will be spent getting drunk with Carlos somewhere in Hollywood.  I plan on not waking til the next Friday the 13th.

I’m making my remaining time here count, goddamnit.

I hadn’t drank since last Sunday morning until last night.  My pickled liver fucking hates me right now.

I hadn’t drank since last Sunday morning until last night.  My pickled liver fucking hates me right now.

“Hello, this is your captain speaking.  Please acknowledge that you NEED TO STOP TEXTING WHEN YOU DRINK.”
Seriously.  I always say things I don’t remotely mean and/or awkward shit.  Tomorrow night, I’m literally giving my phone to Emm so she can be my designated texter and attempt to steer me away from my whiskey-filled brain.

“Hello, this is your captain speaking.  Please acknowledge that you NEED TO STOP TEXTING WHEN YOU DRINK.”

Seriously.  I always say things I don’t remotely mean and/or awkward shit.  Tomorrow night, I’m literally giving my phone to Emm so she can be my designated texter and attempt to steer me away from my whiskey-filled brain.

Yours Bluely

I taught myself to survive a four-story fall.

Sam, 22, native New Yorker living in southern California. Not for the faint of heart (though my life is mostly tl;dr). I dig avocado, rant often, and have excessive levels of empathy in my system. Fondu au noir.

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