I hate your face
Some guy on the train just glared at me. So I'm drinking tequilla out of a dixie cup. Go fuck yourself.
he legitimately fell asleep standing up at the club. everyone was impressed
i've decided that sluts are like cars. they may look good as hell on the outside, but you never know what kind of shit is hiding under the hood.
Pretty sure i didnt get thrown out cause why dont i have more bloody areas
I ended up on the roof were calling it a tie
running the faucet water is not hiding the sound of you vomiting. fyi.
you're good to come back. The bouncer pulled me aside and told me. He also said you have nothing to worry about and that you have an awesome "upper punch" or some shit
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
We put a ban on pants at an unusually early point in the night.
My boss doesn't know what jello shots are. I've lost faith in this company.
I came to the conclusion that Tinder and having the day off are not good for my relationship.
We could probably bang our way to enlightenment. However acid helps.
I'm really stressed out right now.
I think you're confusing "stressed" and "sober".
is it still considered wake n bake if you wake up at 2 pm?
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