I just woke up with a girl who has left and right tattoed on her wrists. In french. I may need to stop drinking.
i told him i was sober and he walked away immediately.
i'm going through the NYU 2014 group looking for future drunken hookups. too slutty?
I mean, she is a dancer for the Suns. If I didnt fuck her that would just be bad team spirit.
knew i was gonna lose at a shoe or be bleeding at some point. and both happened within 20 mins.
In my drunkeness I was planning how to throw up without my parents hearing. I was gonna go for a "run" and just throw up outside.
then she kicked a hole in her own door and the next thing you know, brian's walking up to her room with power tools. in no condition to use them
I feel like having peed on eachother is a point in our lives we should never have gotten to...
He's currently surrounded by roughly 23 girls he fucked and never called. He may not make it out of here. Bar of doom? Or of redemption?
I told people at my moms bar that all I needed to sober up was to get my asshole licked, and I blame you 110%.
pray to the hookup gods
I’m not closing myself off the to the possibility of making a bad life choice.
I'm sitting at my kitchen table alone dressed as a dinosaur smoking bowls in the dark. Is this rock bottom? Or is this living the dream? Who's to say
I woke up in my basement holding someone else's underwear and a bottle of mouthwash . I wish I could explain more than that but i can't remember ...
I love how my parents bring water bottles filled with vodka on family trips
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