My pee smelled like sake this morning it was sooo disgusting.
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
I wonder what it would be like to go to the dry cleaners and not have to inform them that all my clothes are stained with booze.
Was the mom I hooked up with decently attractive I feel like her two friends were hotter
she just came into my room, drunkenly shoved six dollars into my bra and told me to spend it on chicken wings.
She's like the Michael Jordan of alcoholism
Oh God! I'm naked from the waist down playing records. Too drunk. I don't even know what to do.
Balls out but with a shirt on. Eating ravioli. I don't know how to deal with this.
I looked up while we were having sex to see him covering my pillow pet's eyes with his free hand. I think I'm in love
She's all pretty and bubbly and nice and I'm sitting here stoned looking like Lucifer.
Dunno yet. Probably just gonna play the s.t.d. russian roulette game with random bartenders at the beach again. Same 'ol same 'ol
Posh spice and Baby spice both in one night. Fantasy complete. God bless halloween.
Drinking loves me for WHO I am
Neighbour is sobbing. Difficult to masturbate.
So we decided we're going to stop having sex...except for tonight. And probably tomorrow.
I want you to worship my cock.
That's not how you start a conversation.
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