cannot fit in my clothes. too depressed to drink.
if you drink enough to puke, it's like a weight loss plan.
im at a bar with my dad last night and he got hit on more that I did
My phone auto-corrects smirnoff to poisoned. I think it is trying to tell me something.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
she gave me one of her senior pics and told me specifically to give it to you. In other words she still wants to suck your dick.
For the record, a bath beer is far superior to a shower beer...
i literally in my bathroom watching tv from across the hall while trying not to fall asleep with my dog keeping my feet warm. wednesday's shouldnt be like this
thank you for reminding me that I stumbled into a public place drunk at 9am wearing a chicks pants.
i feel like the wall was a canvas for his penis.
I woke up naked on my futon with a blanket half way covering my ass and 20 half eaten chicken wings on my chest... At 7 pm... That kind of day drinking
Which I'm also surprisingly fine with. If he walked into the bedroom naked, holding a fish in one hand and a lit candle in the other and said "Let's get fucking weird." I'd probably go with it. He's just that hot.
I felt guilty, it was so good!
Guilty? Oh great, I give the Jewish mother-in-law of blowjobs.
He had a step stool to get in to his bed!
You threw up in a empty pizza box at Pizza Hut and opened the door with your face. So that maybe why it's bruised.
i would compare it to sliding down a velcro-covered fireman's pole naked. no more bearded men for me.
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