I found the orange juice, it was hiding in the vodka...trickster.
she offered me iced tea and went to go change.then her dad came in the door.i thought i was on how to catch a predator.
i stalked him back to the creation of his facebook in november 2008. that bad.
90 In a 65. Talked my way out of it with the i have to poop story. i am the ticket jesus
for future reference: even when 4 loko is flat it still fucks you up. im near a tree. come find me.
What can I say, we hook up during the holidays.. We're a seasonal couple
Totally using formspring as an incognito way of making sure that girl from last night wasn't jailbait.
In order of importance: Where am I? Where's my car? Where are my clothes? Who is this chick in the room?
Anne's couch, the bar, your car, Anne.
He ripped off his shirt and tried to give me CPR. That damn bong.
Honestly I'm so excited to go to bed I feel as if I don't deserve to be in my early twenties.
The guys in the quick check just recognized me as the girl who bought rolling papers and whipped cream. This is the walk of shame on crack.
come home. I need you. I'm too hungover to deal with this hangover alone
This is stupid. I am not getting knocked up from fucking in his backseat behind a starbucks. I refuse.
Everytime I get drunk I wake up hugging the bag of bagels from three months ago
Told a guy at the bar I was hurricane evacuees with no place to stay. Just woke up at his place. God bless Florence
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