I don't make mistakes...just understandable bad choices.
I didn't talk to you tonight because I've decided you look like a man.
It's just like riding a horse. A very tall, gay horse.
nothing says "you're fucked" like watching a movie with the family and a handle of vodka comes crashing down from your hiding spot in the ceiling tiles.
last karaoke night = doing dmx songs with a guy who threatened to stab me. so yeah I'm coming out.
Well who could blame her. I would run away from me if I could.
This weekend i learned three things 1) skittles in vodka is good 2) it takes more than a roll of quarters to get a cab home 3) never tell a bartender to give you your change in actual change
Now I have the walk of shame to give the receptionist the bathroom key back, I've had it for 20 minutes. I should just smile and wink. She knows what went down.
I have to remind myself to breathe. That hungover.
HEY JUST FOUND A SHIT TON OF MONEY IN THE PURSE HE SENT BRB GONNA GO BUY ME SOME MALE STRIPPERS AND BATHE IN THESE TWENTY DOLLAR BILLS
Lesson learned. No more vodka and toaster strudel
Had to admit my broken elbow was caused by vodka, not hockey
he tried to have the "are we in a relationship" chat last night. I stuck my fingers in my ears, yelled lalalalalala very loudly at him and told him I would stop having sex with him if he ever tried that conversation again. bad person, or just being a realist?
He chose me to be his birthday sex..theres a lot of pressure riding on this bang
I dont even know what happened i just remember waking up with beer cans outlining my body...
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