My mind said no, but my drink said yes.
well, atleast the road to alcoholism is fun.
You should ask if we are margaritasing tomorrow. and yes i did just turn that into a verb
and I believe it was when I was running to class to take a test still drunk in my Halloween costume that I realized I have reached that point in the semester where I just don't give a flying fuck anymore.
As I sit on the toilet at 4 am I realize tonight could have gone a lot better
I think I sprained my soul last night
Not my man #1 and if he likes it then he should put a title on it. Till then the gates of hell. Aka my vagina are open for entrance.
Tell me again why I left before the topless cake fight
Do you have pictures of my pancakes
I need to show the world
They are the pancake equivalent of eventual wife
I could tell you were slightly drunk by the time you started having a conversation with my tiki torch
Welcome to the club of "Sick of cleaning up actual shit." We meet on the 3rd Sunday of each month. Bring your ceremonial viking helmet.
I’m not closing myself off the to the possibility of making a bad life choice.
well we woke up in different beds than the ones we originally fell asleep in, you were butt naked, and your boyfriend was sleeping on a cot in the middle of the kitchen. that might be why he's mad.
Dont ask questions just say words. where can i find plan b?
Did I tell you I drunk fucked my one roommate last week
Uh no
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