They want to listen to Lady Gaga while they puke.
he said i was the most charming throwing up drunk person hes ever taken care of. so of course i had sex with him.
it's all just a bunch of faces and i remember what the floor looked like.
I had to physically hold you down to stop you from going out the window naked. You put up quit the struggle.
I think they can follow the trail of blood to my house if they have a problem with me taking a dip in their hot tub last night b4 stepping on a broken bottle
This bitch flirting at the bar needs to close her legs and open up a book. I can literally feel my IQ dropping every time she bends down to show her tits.
Jealous?
Very.
I keep telling myself last night was not real, not real, not real. Then I remember I can't move. This hangover is too fucking real.
It's legal now for me to leave my boyfriend and marry you.
I legitimately thought I was gonna die getting finger banged to ja rule in the back of your car last night.
Lets just say that a certain piercing set off certain alarms when I went thru the airport detector/scanner thingie. David was high fived like 12 times.
And if you ever tell anyone that I have emotions ill kill you
I don't remember how I broke my nose last night, but I woke up with dried blood everywhere. Also, you should tell that guy how you feel.
well he never texted me back and the pizza I took my rage out didn't deserve such malice
I like to oil my gears with cheap vodka and strangers
I moved to this city Tuesday and got laid Saturday. Still got it.
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