I may or may not have screamed I'M ON A BOAT while having sex...on a boat. I think I was born to have sex with him.
puked in the new hous. now it's officially home.
Left my card at the bar and had a drunk girl climb on the hood of my running car to scream at me.
I am trying to think of a way to tell him about thanksgiving and the following weekend in a way that makes me sound funny and exciting and not like an alcoholic
Currently studying Econ, while waiting outside current booty call's residence for him to return from the strip club. This is your fault.
Whiskey??
It will be at least another 6 weeks before I say yes again. I'm bruised. I stole sex cards and a really nice pocket knife. I acquired a vial of my own blood. Talk about a yard sale...
Yes. We drank 3/4 of a handle of vodka, fried and ate a 3lb package of bacon, I tackled the neighbors snowman, made snow angels in our underwear, and then fucked all night. Christmas success.
The yoga party turned into an underwear party because we are all incompetent when it comes to tying bed sheets.
This has been a Party Success Story
No matter how drunk I am or how drunk I'll ever be I love you
Look outside and see if the septic tank explodes when I flush this.
I just want to braid flowers into his hair and steal all of his pills.
FYI my mom is sending thanksgiving "samples" of her fancy pot stash for us this weekend. I bring the BEST family leftovers.
I stopped him mid keg stand to show him how cute my bra was...
Bank just called....we left my debit card in the ATM last night.
I'm reading the Hobbit in my blanket fort alone with a bottle of wine... all I need is dungeons and dragons to complete this superfecta of awesome
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