You and i never got to the, we dont care what we look like friend-stage. you know? like not brushing your teeth stage.
sorry im really high
i just threw up in a potted plant at home depot
He is like that thing on the menu you would eat because nothing else looks remotely edible.
You threw up in a Dixie cup last night. Oddly, you just gained major points in my book for that.
keep it on the DL tho cause i dont want it getting out and it coming off like i kidnapped her or something
I wonder what it would be like to go to the dry cleaners and not have to inform them that all my clothes are stained with booze.
Not a single person will look me in the eye. Last night must've been bad.
No just sleep deprived. James woke me up at 7 and forced me to eat a hot pocket with him cause he " didn't want me to die".
I got shot at last night. Lesson about married chicks: learned.
No one suspects that a sweet girl who is excited about her anniversary with her bf just blew her partner at work in a communal area a few hours ago, so its cool.
The nausea has returned and I can't handle such things to exit my body so violently
I found him in his pink and white boxer out side the dorm hall and the only thing he said was "it wouldn't let me in"
He held the kayak still so I wouldn't tip over while projectile vomiting. If that ain't true love, I don't know what is...
Blacked-in to me, shirtless, giving myself finger guns in the mirror and rapping "stacks in the club stacks stacks in the club."
I was pretty sure he wouldn't be into me after I fucked his brother, and then his best friend, and yet, here I am doing lines off his stomach
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