i'm trying to reconcile what i did last night with who i am as a person.
Did u know that at any givin time there r 46,948,952 drunk people in the world? Were not alone
I still havent given him the valentines day card i got him. I feel like just writting...."sorry for the horrible blow job i gave u last night." and just giving it to him.
Rather than admit to myself he's hooking up with her right now, I choose to believe that he's not responding because he's masturbating to my picture, distraught over his poor choice, and trying to forget about the one that got away with a heavy dose of meth.
yeah the little voice in my head screaming YOU NEED TO GET LAID eventually grew legs and started kicking me so to avoid brain damage i had to fuck him
He wrote me poetry. 12 hours after getting my number
Hungover. Have to fix everything I've broken. I'm gonna be very late.
Invited the whole bar back to my place for an after party.....shit got real with everyone seeing dad drink moonshine like a champ.
Because making bad decisions is what makes our house great and I don't plan on changing that anytime soon.
Literally just took 6 shots in the shower..I’ve got this.
When I went to pick up Adam from the train station, I found him passed out, covered in gold paint and wrapped in a red blanket. someone had glued a gaudy green rhinestone to his forehead. He looked homeless.
Where do you think black out memories go?
Into the dark abysmal abyss of the deepest, darkest part of your mind. It's obviously the bodies natural defense to protect you from witnessing the shit you do while actually blacked out.
Thanks for making me a drunk burrito last night and cutting it into bite size pieces, I always knew you were a keeper.
I don't want them thinking I'm like, "Mm, yeah, kitchenware in my ass please."
cant one of your roommates drive you?
You came in my eye once. You owe me.
ill be there in 20
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