I have one brief flash of having his dick in my hand. that's all I remember.
i bought another $5 worth of vodka. with change. i look like a homeless alcoholic. i need your dino cups or else i'll be forced to make a giant jello bowl shot
it was surprisingly calming to be rocked to sleep by his roommate humping on the bottom bunk
I have three paper towels stuck up my vagina. This is not a time to be calm.
I'm in a pile of cheezits at an unfamiliar location watching dateline on tlc. Stage an intervention.
Last thing I remember was wondering why there was a mirror on the wall behind the urinal and then realizing I was pissing in the sink.
Well I'm drunk and covered in baby oil so tonights not ideal
I talk a lot when I drink rum. he was going down on me and i was telling him how i wished i could tap dance. oh god
He wanted me to strip for him. I told him that we aren't at that serious of a fuck buddy relationship yet
In the pie chart of my life, she is a huge part of why I drink.
Tequila, beer, rum, gin, and vodka all mixed in my body last night. The whole "never turn down free booze" is catching up to me. Hungover = understatement of the year.
Strip club or gay bar tonight?
I am an emotionally compromised bisexual.
i spent my Thursday drinking before noon and not wearing pants
Damn him and his beautiful face and body and penis.
Don't get mad at me now, you have my car and all the doughnuts
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