SECOND walk of shame from the westside Hilton, SECOND foreign family w kids staring at me in my dress, glitter purse, spiky heels and booze breath. I said I was going to church. More confusion.
Apparently at one point I was wearing my sweatshirt backwards like it was normal and then I threw up into the hood. Never drinking again.
yeah...it smells like an asshole would smell if someone ate sewage.
His drunken night ended with a "car accident" which really meant he was stuck in a toy car and pushed down the steps.
I'll just wear something slutty to the liquor store and hope for the best
that's your solution for everything
I can't get away from Pickles they're either stuck in me, in my mouth, or I'm stuck in one. fuck my whole entire life.
Dude, you face planted, there was no "bar fight".
I've come to realize sober is a rare time of the day.
So burnt out. Like weed hangover. And someone just fell through the ceiling outside of my class. How's your morning going?
He turned me into a screamer. Guess I'm really not a lesbian.
Ahh, 151. Think of it this way: it took one shot to get you buzzed, I took eight. I may or may not have broken a tv with my skull that night and met someone's parents naked and hungover the next morning.
I think it's time to give up this life and become vikings. You in?
We've had gay sex and pie, the holiday season has officially begun.
I need an honest answer, no judgements. Would it make me a bad person if I fucked the other twin?
I never knew it was coming. He was cute and nerdy, cute and nerdy, cute and nerdy, and then BAM! Best hookup ever.
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