He called me an ungrateful bitch because I lauged when he asked me "how do you me and a bed sound?"
Like I should be grateful for the 5 minutes I sit on top of him and stare at the wall.
jess passed out on the pong table. it was depressing until we started singing shania twain an hour later and heard her muffled voice singing along.
win or lose for butler, i'm still masturbating to brad stevens tonight
Got drunk. Then they sung "we didnt start the fire" to my other cousin who accidentally burnt down the house when she was younger.
yesterday, he said he didn't trust me around his daughter because "if she was wrapped in rolling paper u'd smoke her." yup.
Lesson learned. Never get fingered on an airplane.
Somewhere along the night we ended up at a food lion giving jello shots to high school girls.
Speaking is such a hard concept right now
I don't think my body can handle the alcohol I want to put in it anymore.
We're not in high school anymore. I'm not going to pretend to be impressed as he butchers my favorite songs on his guitar. I just wanted to get laid.
I FEEL LIKE I CAN TAKE DOWN A FULLY GROWN MOUNTAIN LION WITH ONLY A POINTY STICK OH MY GOD
We tried to make ramen in a glass bowl on the stove. They called facilities to pick the glass out of the door
I just saw a herd of slutty loofahs run down the street...
WTF moment this morning: we were getting ready to leave and he reaches under his mattress to pull out his gun. All I could do was look at him and go "really?!"
Her mom came down to the basement and took shots with us. She's now passed out in a wheel barrow. This party got weird