He came through my line today and bought designer impostor perfume, just for men gel, and astroglide. I almost DIED.
apparently i started the naked brigade. and depantsed everyone who wasn't naked. her parents must hate me.
Trying to find something to do here is like trying to find a vegan resturant in alabama.
I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
I think I'm going to try and hook up with that blond tonight.
I'm going for alcohol poisoning.
btw, i had a dream i drank 260-proof vodka last night. thank god that doesn't exist in real life.
do you remember waking up from your blackout, kissing me ever so softly on the stomach, and saying "i love you bro. so much," then passing back out?
Supposedly i was taking multiple birth control pills while screaming dot judge me. Never going back
i slept with him so i could steal the screens out of his sink faucets for my bowl when he went to sleep. not because he's funny.
I feel that the drunker I get, the drunker Facebook gets.
Bitch, it's 2 in the afternoon.
And I don't know if this is really ESP, or just a crazy feeling, but I'm pretty sure he has an std. Or at least a cold.
I've decided to give up hard drugs for the rest of the year.
It's 90 percent alcohol, and 10 percent a whisper that says "get drunk"
Liquor has joined the party. Aly just fucking yelled "I LOVE COOKING" and poured margarita mixer, ice and tequila into the blender.
My face is going numb. I think it's time I call it quits
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