I don't know what your problem is but seriously you're a cunt for throwing up that song on your page. It's rude as fuck
omg its myspace i didnt think anyone took that seriously anymore
i kind of just want to tell my cleaning lady I'm an alcoholic so it's not awkward when I stumble out of my room to go sit in my car for 2 hours and wait for her to finish cleaning the several empty bottles of wine in my room
I may have pooped in your shoe. or somewhere else in your closet. its unclear.
It hit me after I slept with his best friends and brother, that maybe I took it a bit far
I had to hold off a girl who was trying to check your pulse while you were passed out. She kept screaming that she was a nursing major and needed to make sure you were alive.
Between the booze, mechanical bulls, and penis's I think my body hates it when I'm single
im pretty sure the clearest way to say "dont worry, im not emotionally attached" was by sleeping with his roommate the next night
I'm not drinking cause I'm like 4 vodkas away from a boom box and Peter Gabriel.
i have a queen bed, a cherrywood bed frame, and gold sheets. how are you saying no to me right now?
If we could give a gymnastic score to drunken nights, I would be a part of the Fab Five.
Stoned in some guys basement listening to ELO. it's like its 1978.
We got banned from that Whataburger for life. WHATABURGER. Which is saying something. They deal with drunk dumbasses every night.
Tequila happens.
Just had a customer call his drug dealer in front of me but act like it was normal call.
I always felt my time would come in the form of a tidal wave of whisky
I swear we were drugged last night
We had a 130$ tab bitch. We drugged ourselves.
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