It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
a lady just got escorted out of the bar because she came in carrying a can of gasoline while smoking a cigarette....this place is the definition of class
Now that I'm 21, I feel like I'm letting North Dakota down by not being drunk everyday
he's downstairs watching tv with my family... I called the home line so my mom could bring me my make up bag cause my real face would prob make him delete my number
Somewhere at this very moment, a group of drunk white girls are singing dont stop believing.
Just quiet vomiting, and in between heaves she mumbled "be the pro"
at least if we puke, we will be surrounded by beautiful, non-judgemental trees.
I think I need to donate blood to see if I have Hepatitis. Again.
Sunday mornings are confusing. Like. I can't decide if I want to go for a run or start drinking
We celebrated our relationship by shotgunning beers on his lawn in our underwear. I may have to marry this man...
Mike's my new hero. There's a flagpole of hook-up's bras on his porch and a week's supply of beer in his fridge but he still has a great job.
So changing channels while she's on top is frowned upon. It's back to thinking about baseball again.
What drinking game we play yesterday? Fight club or something?
Tell me again why we had to Facebook stalk your therapist?
I’m not saying you’re wrong, I’m just saying he’s denying what you’re saying.
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