i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
I managed to throw up 90 feet under water, just removed my breathing tube, puked, put it back in. All inclusive is the way to go.
All I know is that it's pretty damn mean to put a glass wall in a bar.
I think whatever his name is just puked on the stairs. Just an fyi for the morning. Love you.
He has a landing strip. I repeat he has shaven himself a landing strip. HELPPPP!
He stripped down to boxers and then started flinging jello shots with a spoon into people's mouths like a catapult.
I like to take my ritalin one pill at a time with each pill spaced out a couple minutes so I feel like I'm going super saiyan when they kick in.
I woke up this morning to a lot of blurry photos of a swan i must have chased down the riverbank and a handbag full of loose haribo.
I'm seriously considering refraining from drinking on school nights.
I like how you say that with 4 school days left of the school year..
she's fucked both of my roommates but not me. i feel like I'm not part of the group anymore
I also know you puked in your shoe.
That would explain the note .... I apparently wrote myself an apology note from drunk to sober me .... saying "sorry for the fancy shoe soup" .... ugh I'll never drink again ...
When you make me feel sane and well-adjusted, it is time to reevaluate your night out habits. Just sayin'.
Well just give me the address, I'll bring the bourbon. If they let that into mental institutions
it was weird going down on him. His picture of Jesus was staring at me the entire time...
Thrres cinnamon everywgte. Plead cine get me
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