it was 6 in the morning, and you cried until i put mulan in. then you proceeded to say every word, not to mention sing along... stop drinking.
i think you know its gunna be a bad day when it starts with throwing up into a red plastic cup
I no longer question where these bruises come from... between the strip pole in the living room, the slipnslide in the hallway and our constant level of intoxication I will always be bruised...
If this herpes test comes back negative I'm asking out the doctor.
Claiming territory at this party means signing a girls ass...I've got dibs on a blonde
On duty sugar tits. A Marine never abandons his post to take nudi pics.
our jesse-walt dynamic is actualy really perfect because i want to start a small time drug empire and you want to get high a lot its very accurate
Laziness has hit a new level. I'm out of clean sexy underwear and meeting a boy tonight so I'm having a thong delivered via post mates.
went back to my college bar last night. Bar tender doesn't remember my name but remembers me as margarita girl...I'm not even mad though
Saw the Peanut butter guy at checkout he had at least 30 containers of it and like 6 different kinds...
He lured me round with the prospect of sex and then made me proofread his CV and spoon. I fucking hate this guy.
I'm going to the store to get corona, salad, and blunt wraps...
i had to call the bar to ask if they found my bowling ball. That good of a night
I can't be a daydrinker without you. It just doesn't work.
I love you too.
No bra. No panties. Makeup from last night. At work right now. I am trash.
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