so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
My mom asked me to donate my child hood stuffed animals to the poor then I realized I was hiding liquor behind them. I told her I was too attached to them. She understood. Wrong in so many ways.
ah. the first shower back home is like a baptism from the sins of the past year
took 4 advil with a shot of vodka, figure i'd try to save myself now
Also, hurry up because I don't like drinking alone. I'm still doing it, but I don't like it.
The blackout version of me left a ransom note to the sober self. Somebody needs to control that guy
Apparently, "please don't I have to be in court tomorrow" is not a valid excuse for a girl to abstain from giving a massive hickey.
Just trying to get my dicks in a row.
You just said the word 'slut' out loud in your sleep and then made a moaning noise
I'm just a little concerned for your well being... and your penis too I suppose.
thankfully we both ride of shamed home together on razor scooters in dresses because we stopped for breakfast sandwiches too
10 shots in she's sitting on the floor using the open dishwasher door as a plate to eat her "life giving" pizza.
I got sprayed in the face with titty milk and I'm still so traumatized
when you wake up naked in a bed with glowsticks, a rolled ankle, a hangover, and a condom; alone. you wonder shit
when i saw him today i think my vagina did the equivalent of a stomach growl... its been to long
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