I’m so hungover. So many things are running through my mind: mainly last night. 15 shots and 2 beers. That’s all it took. I woke up in a bed with 3 guys, and unbuttoned shirt, undone pants, my belt is across the room, and I have a hickey on my boob. I honestly couldn’t tell you which of the three it was that give me the hickey let alone what else I could have done. All I know is that Jordan would be so ashamed of me… He probably isn’t up there anymore telling everyone that I’m his. Proudly, at least. I’m sorry. I spent the whole day in bed smelling like a mixture of alcohol, cigarette smoke, and regret. So much regret.

(Source: yanyansantos)