Don't feel too badly. Until twenty minutes ago my paper was a heading and a pizza order.
still doesn't change the fact you were dunking your sock in the toilet.
you kept saying 'its nothing a six pack wont fix' as they loaded you into the ambulance.
I just remember her telling me "Hi, my names Kaissa and I'm a lesbian" over and over and over and over again as I was crying.
She kept sniffing my sweater and tried to guess what type of detergent I use.
No just sleep deprived. James woke me up at 7 and forced me to eat a hot pocket with him cause he " didn't want me to die".
Be subtle and tell lucas that he should sleep here tonight. And by subtle, i mean show him this text...
A guy wearing a shirt that says "eat shit and die motherfucker" just held open a door for me. He's got manners.
What part of "he tried to put his dick in my ear" did you not understand??
Looking through my moms phone and find a pic if a dick. Scarred for life.
You have amazing self restraint. If there was one thing I could learn from you, that wouldn't be it. I love my life as it is.
Apparently I pulled that girl's number while I was trying to insist my drivers license had enough money on it to cover the tab.
Also I know you probably did not understand anything I said on the phone last night but thank you for pretending.
Do you remember standing up at 3 in the morning and asking me if I was counting to six?
I really want to stop getting this drunk. I've got the Sunday scaries and it's only Saturday
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