I keep trying to sit and the chair keeps running away from me
I found bruises on my neck from barfing out the window.
Just took my birth control pill next to the cubicle where we had sex last semester.
I'm sorry and I love you. One day we're going to live in a whore mansion with our babies and make boys cry.
It's like the sisterhood of the traveling vaginas over here
my last clear memory of the night was being offered a shot but having so much alcohol in my hands that someone literally had to pour it in my mouth for me. after that it pretty much skips to waking up face down and shirtless on my floor.
We play this game where we catch up on what we missed over five years of not talking to eachother, then we have sex like nothing ever happened.
It's 4/20. I'm not too worried about "healthy"
We need to make tonight low-budget
Is this your way of suggesting flasks?
Good news: you're over the drunk crying life phase. Bad news: now you're handy and violent. You were groping me from behind in front of the guy you like, then you put me in a headlock and swept the leg.
Sex and compliments. The way to my heart
You texted him 17 times. Asking for him back and sending random pictures of Jimmy Buffett. He didn't answer.
My mother expressed her concerns about my drinking via a facebook message.
Nothing cures your heart after a boy calling you unattractive than a big fat dick
If i'm not ready, make sure i'm alive. Not passed out dead in the shower.
I'll still do breakfast to celebrate the life you've had.
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