"The real world" DC house is on the corner of 20th and S. Wanna come with to check it out? It's my goal to be a blurred out face in their hot tub.
We woke up next to each other with a mutual look of disgust, and then he left. I knew I should have gone for the younger brother.
New drink name: the Vermont Douchebag. Take shot of maple syrup, drop into cup of jager, bomb.
smoking weed is really the only logical conclusion to hangovers
We need to either drink and not go to waffle house or go to waffle house and not drink. I need to know which is causing these shits.
every single one of us blacked out. we woke up the next morning and it was like the night never happened. IT'S STILL A MYSTERY
I never kept track of who else he slept with. You think I have the time or the energy to keep track of every dick in my life?
All I want is for every tall lanky young guy who is reading in a Starbucks to go balls deep in me. That's all.
Well that's the thing. He does want to take me out... To a strip club. I see this going down a very bad road but you know I'm going to go.
Tequila Tuesdays need to not carry on throughout the week. Having a sad Saturday
I'm staying at his house to solve the homeless situation. There's a freezer bag of weed in the fridge. He doesn't know it's there, and he's not missing it so I may have an income soon.
Also I can show up hungover, fall asleep at my desk, and smell like a bottle of whiskey, and they still like me more then my shitty co worker
I got wine drunk and bought a hedgehog.
i just called dibs on the taxi driver at the bar that isnt drinking. im a grown up
Of course my parents remember you. You showed them your tits
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