I'm sitting by the window waiting for the sun to go down so that I can start drinking.
Just finished texting the 27th male name in my phone that i don't recognize. none of them were the hott kid i made out with last night. the search continues.
searching "dave" under the university of pittsburgh on facebook was not exactly how i hoped to find my baby daddy
Forgot to mention...Pamela Anderson has HPV, so i feel like im in good company
Exactly, finding that perfect flask to come with you on all your adventures is like finding the perfect wedding dress. You have to feel it.
we came up with a wnba drinking game. take a shot every play that you could've done better. won't make it through 1st quartar
Itd be like fucking a waterbed thats been locked in a barn for two years.
Where in the FUCK do you get your analogies
Getting high magically turns headaches into rainbows.
He's acting like I should like him more than vodka and Taco Bell, but I just don't ser that happening.
I feel a whole lot better than i did this morning at 3 when one of my roommates discovered me slightly aware of my surroundings and naked in the bath tub with the shower on
maby next time we don't finish the whole box wine just because it tastes like shit
my head feels like a yellow yolk spinning in a circle at the bottom of the bowl.. i may have a concussion, love auto correct
No matter how drunk I am or how drunk I'll ever be I love you
So it's safe to say that it's all down hill from here
Do you mean easy livin or downward spiral of alcoholism and disappointment
I do NOT want to date a man who has no interest in going to a kangaroo farm
A black cat walked my drunken ass home last night and made sure I made it back into the apartment safe. Sat with me for 30 minutes as I struggled to unlock the door. Guardian angel or drunken hallucinations?
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