Think about all of the events that have led to this: me sitting in the back of my classroom drinking beer out of a taco bell cup, telling the teacher I have to leave early to go to an AA meeting.
While you were puking in the ocean I was rubbing your back saying "Just give it back to Mother Earth".
It was romantic. He brought over a bottle of Jack to celebrate us becoming official on Facebook. Definitely a story for the grandkids.
I head back to the dorms in less than a week I'm not ready to see my roomate naked that much again.
It's 4th of July all over again, we were chasing with the pool water.
I'm having a flashback of telling a guy that he was beautiful and graceful like a unicorn while playing shuffleboard.
We got security called on us. Apparently the wedding down the street didn't appreciate the trespassing or our loud as fuck rendition of We Are Young.
I woke up with flowers, a tiara & pasta salad in my bed. Tequila makes me act like a fat Disney princess
On a toatally unrelated note, I see music in my hair
Why is there puke in my guitar?
Because you puked in your guitar.
I know you're aving fun across the room but I can clearly see you getting a handy. It's not as "low key" as she promised. Also, why are you texting while she's doing it?!
Just sitting here contemplating the meaning of life.
So you're drunk waiting for the bus.
he's spending the night tonight. if i can walk straight tomorrow i'll be pissed.
If we were unicorns we would fly together. Like in a pack. A pack of flying unicorns
I came home and drank a bottle of wine in the bathtub. I have AMAZING coping skills!!
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