i have a feeling tonight will end in rehab
The more I throw up, the more I am remembering exactly what I drank last night...in order.
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
how convenient is it that the kid i'm fucking lives right next to planned parenthood?
Graduating is kinda bittersweet. Now I'm gonna have to find another excuse to day-drink and sleep until 3pm besides "I'm in college."
My Pizza Lunchables won't fit in the fridge because of all your alcohol. One of our addictions has to give.
He's so hot and there's so much R Kelly and vodka I think I might die.
Had sex with him again...yikes. and the whole time he kept saying "i wish we could do this forever." Forever lasted about 45 seconds
When I die I just want my headstone to my name, date of birth-death, and TEQUILA!!
I just tried to pass the bowl to my dog for 2 minutes before I remembered she isn't human. It is 7:27 am.
He goes from zero to fucking up in 2.4 drinks. Like the sportscar of bad decision making.
Can't. Way too high. Forgot how to operate doors. Stuck outside.Come get me.
It wasn't as awesome as they lead everyone to believe. No stripper. Ran out of booze. The chipmunk. He was real.
A drunk frat boy just jumped on the hood of my car while I was driving down Bridge St. He yelled at me to keep going since he was playing frogger and needed another car to jump on... or a log. I hate this town.
Are you still passed out in my back seat, or do I need to come find you?
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