not only did i manage to get kicked out of the bar, i also got kicked out of denny's. i didnt even know that was possible.
i don't remember but I assumed it was bad when I woke up with directions from his house to mine already pulled up on my phone
The Masters... another excuse to excessivly start drinking by 1
after he came i started crying. just to fuck with his head.
No, he's fine. He only wanted to know why there were traffic pylons in the living room and how the peanut butter got on the ceiling.
I am actually insulted by the long string of ugly, fat girls he hooked up with after me.
There is a limo involved. Man up, and make yourself puke. Its only one more night of blacking out.
Got hereat 8. Had 6 beers 2 shots and a game of diZZY BATOS
Monday: I just need a drink Tuesday: OMG no more this week! Wednesday: oh shit how'd I get drunk Thursday: I'm glad you've stopped the pretenses
In other more interesting news I'm going to arrange a surprise orgy. You in?
Not my man #1 and if he likes it then he should put a title on it. Till then the gates of hell. Aka my vagina are open for entrance.
I truly just stopped puking in my 730 am calculus class, looked up, corrected my professor, then resumed puking my eyes out. He was both impressed and disgusted.
He even wore it to bed. What the hell. He's too excited about that goddamn costume.
Why does your place smell like gin and misery?
I prefer to think of it as 'ode to single life'
I'm in love. Her name is Jamie. She's beautiful. She punched me in the face.
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