Far right against the wall..hiding come find me. dont tell oyhers hahaha
i'm in the sorta mood where i wanna be that crying, drunk girl who will hook up with anyone that tells her she's pretty
i need gas-x and some way to take back every single thing i did last night.
Just role played anchorman. And yes, I did take her to pleasure town.
You came back with puke all over your sweatshirt and started doing darth vader impressions
you asked "if this appropriate to take the the bathroom?" while holding up a bottle of vodka when you went to pee.
you know...the drug dealer i named my baby after.
she's five days sober.....are those consecutive????
5 days not 5 nights... like a bad hotel/vacation deal
Some old bald man is a 100,000 dollar Audi sports car just revved his engine at me and held out his phone at me trying to get my number. I hate the valley.
"This is Emily. She likes potatoes. And sometimes laughs and cries at the same time, and has a wonderful butt"
she was puking nonstop out of the car window in the rain during our hour long drive back, we got lot of honks
And now let us go forth, and be garbage people in public.
Isn't that our default mode?
After I asked for my 6th Gin & Tonic, the look on the flight attendant's face started to make me feel bad about myself.
He left cushions on my floor, chocolate on my bra and unexplained scratches on my thighs. I think this one might get a second date.
hey can you send me that pic of that dude?...if this isn't Rochelle's phone...can you please find and tell Rochelle to send me that picture of that dude?
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