Your dad touched me again.
And we should impose a 'friends don't let friends order 25 shots at last call' rule
i was laying in her brothers bed, in his old room. and i kept getting the chills. i didn't know if it was a draft or the ghosts of BJ's past.
Well at least he is okay. If you call the fetal position in my living room floor "okay"...
I also like to call Halloween "Mystery Fuck Day"
I woke up naked on my futon with a blanket half way covering my ass and 20 half eaten chicken wings on my chest... At 7 pm... That kind of day drinking
I've had to do a couple req orders today and I would like to submit to you an order form to requisition DAT ASS
I'm at an awkward stage of not being able to tell if I wanna keep having fun or if I need to die in bed
I don't know if I should feel proud or ashamed of myself...ashamed for making myself a drink at 6:15am or proud for actually being awake that early.
He cried & told me I reminded him off his mother. I don't want to talk about it. I want to drink about it.
I don't want to jinx anything but I may have found the one.
Cat or human?
Human
she's the poster child for how alcoholism can be fun.
Taking body shots off hot Camren. Get here now.
I literally just woke up in a dog bed, in a bathtub in someone else's house...and I'm not wearing pants
Also we're getting drunk and sledding down Caroline street. See you soon.
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