His shopping cart was nothing but malt liquor and zucchini.
is it too early in the day to continue our conversation about penis shapes?
playing nyquil roulette. it entails taking shots of nyquil and hoping it doesnt kick in during sex or in public. game on.
She refuses to believe she pulled down her pants and spanked her ass in front of us
Absinthe night with my dad again, I could get used to this being home thing.
My sharpie cut off line was invaded last night. Where's my turtleneck?
Trying to convince myself that everyone keeps staring at me because I'm pretty and not because of my hickies.
He sent me a mirror pic of himself and sent it to me and all i could think about was the amazing bong hits i took with his roommate in that bathroom.
The bartender charged us for drinks. Life is different.
I fell asleep while studying last night and woke up smelling like whiskey and sex... words can not describe how confused I am
I was told to keep my leg elevated. I assume it means to keep my legs on the air, it's like I was prescribed to be slutty
He said the pain stops when I get my shit together and stop being a drugged out alcoholic mess. Could have just said no.
I want to be tan and drunk. Is that too much to ask for?
i keep replaying things i did last night. and remembering new things. and its a constant cycle of torture
Your dad was just slow dancing with the priest and holding a beer. Classic
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