i dont remember who you are as you are in my phone as "mr. peanut."
we sang an acapella version of barbara ann to his voicemail...i'm not drinking again until tuesday.
so i'm just gonna leave my credit card in your mailbox so you can bail me outta jail.. deal?
Well I don't think you could recreate that hangover if you tried. It was like the perfect storm of hangovers.
thats what you get for writing a paper after liquor pitchers
its only a rough draft.
It starts with an S and ends with arah just gave me a bj.
I have 20 seconds to get my life together and look presentable.
Everybody knows the last week of summer internships include showing up to the office hammered and hitting on the CEO
There's a middle eastern man wearing a cow costume with tequila coming out of his udders, but I'm not sober enough to feel uncomfortable with it.
I don't know if I want to live in a world where i can't fuck an exes brother.
We fucked, she finished, high fived me, the pulled a celebratory pack of gushers out of her purse for each of us. I'm going to marry your sister dude.
I've decided to have sex with him one more time to make sure I don't like him
It felt like I was on painkillers mixed with Molly mixed with the sinking feeling I'll die alone. 10/10 doing again.
What? No, wine isn't my weakness, I just love it.
I don't know, all I remember is waking up at 4 in the morning to him going down on me.
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