I just peed or puked all or around my parjibgb lot.
parking. I am not drunk
no sex. but he left me weed, so almost as good.
What did I eat last night that was bloody?
And I was the only one who felt it was dangerous to set the tv and blender on the ledge of the hot tub
I'm finding that as the end of the quarter approaches, the list of things I refuse to do sober keeps getting longer.
ugh he was not leaving in the morning so i tried to scare him by crying and saying i wasnt ready to lose my virginity.
If it makes you feel any better, karma just served me up a big dose of fuck you.
When he wears his hair down and sandals, he looks like Jesus. A Jesus I would fuck.
That's not what Jesus is for
my last clear memory of the night was being offered a shot but having so much alcohol in my hands that someone literally had to pour it in my mouth for me. after that it pretty much skips to waking up face down and shirtless on my floor.
Yea. I feel great. My life is great. My job isn't as shitty. And my daddy loves me. I love strip clubs. Great self esteem boost.
2 six inch heels, 3 big sangrias, no broken legs
i spent my Thursday drinking before noon and not wearing pants
He lured me round with the prospect of sex and then made me proofread his CV and spoon. I fucking hate this guy.
I told him we can’t see each other today because absence makes the heart grow fonder but mostly I just need to rest my vag
i just used your hair clip to unclog my bong. i miss you so much!
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