well, it ended with me crying outside the strip club saying i don't want to be 21 anymoree. i'd say it was a great 21st birthday.
I need a hobby that doesnt involve alcohol and my tv
someone just laughed at me while i'm laying on the floor waiting for the bus. like they've never been hungover.
I have bruises everywhere. I think I took "the drinks are strong" as more of a challenge than a warning.
He wouldn't let me leave his house until he made me orgasm once for every year I've been alive. The birthday sex song did not prepare me for this.
Came home plastered at 8am. Roommate had hot glued all the ashtrays and various items to their surfaces. Couldn't handle it. Went back to the bar.
high moment I think I just reached personal nirvana
I'll just tell you, some how when we were having sex on Friday my collarbone got fractured.
Me saying I wish i was a better person + me pretending I don't want to fuck on my period = me lying
Yeah last night got weird fast. No lie, a kid pulled a butt-plug with a tail out of his ass.
If you come home to me in lingerie and you start vacuuming...I need to reevaluate my priorities
my mom talks about my drinking like its a problem and yet this morning she fills me a solo cup with champagne for the shower.
Bruh. He just said the words "cyber sex"-is it 1999?
she said that no one there was hot enough for her so she then proceeded to give the passed out person a lap dance because he was "her type."
Are you drinking tequila at 1pm? ...at Disneyland?
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