You should've come with us, we're at Home Depot looking for men.
Awkward medical moment of the day: A very obese girl with a disorder that literally makes her hit herself punched herself in the face. Literally. While screaming 'MCDONALDS MONEY'. Right. Beside. Me.
no memory loss, but i'm unhappy with my memories
I am so hungover and cant move but craving a Wendys frosty so bad. I might have to watch 2 girls 1 cup just to settle the urge
We decided to leave the bar after we shattered a glassand then drive to steal a baby pool for our water festivities tomorrow
i love all of you. Physical. Emotional. Mental. All of it. When we speak i feel like a feather or a dragon depending on the conversation ...
why does he always try to puke into shot glasses
The whorange rubbed off. His white shirt was so gross at the end of the night I told him to frame it.
Just cried because I'm out of oreos. This post-molly depression can go fuck itself.
I just want to nap and funnel a bottle of wine in a cute dress
I love how encouraging you are, but I need you to stop me when the guy I'm going home with is a dead ringer for Nick Cage.
Refresh my memory....were we forced to leave or did we choose to leave?
Your drunk self managed to not pee on anyone's bed
Go me
I'm actually proud
What are you, a fucking toaster ?
Yep. Just fucked a 34 year old on the football field where we both went to high school. That's a story for the grandkids.
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