gin and tonic in a mug. no limes so im using canned madarin oragnes. classy or trashy?
homeless.
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
A horse told me not to drive home last night. I think there was a cop on top of it.
You couldn't find any paper towel to clean up the wine you spilled, so you tried to use her cat.
ooh i remember now. Not very absorbent.
idk if you're aware of this...but we could potentially have the greatest hate sex...ever.
Got a stripper to howl at my wolf shirt.
You have not lived until you've seen your mother stumble into the house with one shoe on mumbling incoherently about tequila cupcakes.
Did you ask me to bring you a t-shirt to class or did I just dream that?
No, I did. It's a long story.
The only thing I accomplished today was naming the bag of wine I've been drinking
Star Trek does not adequately answer all the questions that I have about alien genitals
It's national "dress up your pet day" come over. Drugs and dressed up cats..it's the shit dreams are made of.
They're magnificent. It's like god made her last but hadn't fulfilled his boob quota.
I have a cat for love and a booty call for sex. What else could I need?
Alcohol won't break your heart. I mean, unless it's all gone maybe
She is getting high and watching the Hobbit. I want her life.
So she is basically watching her own life story: short people traveling to strange places.
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