how drunk are you?
What does that even mean anymore?
i really wish i had a remote for my computer. its all the way on my bed while im across the hall puking my brains out to enya. not cool.
she said shes getting her period tomorrow so she wants to have sex now. i didnt object. it would have been heartless.
ofcourse you didnt.
i was quietly enjoying my waffles when he came downstairs naked, kissed me on the forehead, and thanked me for the night before. i didnt even know anyone stayed over.
This is so pathetic it makes me miss snorting lines alone in my room listening to 'one more drink'.
when he was about to finish he told me to avert my eyes and keep my lady parts away. chivalry isnt dead.
lit a joint with my parents wedding matches today, this is what happens when you're out of lighter fluid. didnt even feel guilty.
No, listening to the fray and drinking a bottle of jack daniels does not count as counseling
I woke up with the suicide hotline number saved as 'Hot Guy Josh'
posting about faith hill is really not helping you get me into your bed
The strip club incident sums up our friendship pretty well
he was making out with her against the stove and started a fire--the thirst literally almost burned the place down!!
Imma go take shower so I can cleanly change into my drinking underwear.
So many questions so I’ll prioritize. How did I survive last night?
I hate waking up to a room that reeks of bad decisions...
Randomize
