I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
so stoned i ashed in my jack and coke like 4 times. drinking it anyway
Just pulled my keys, cell-phone and a pack of cigarettes out from between my cleavage. This one guy's face was priceless.
My dad just passed me a joint.. this is a turning point in my life.
I mean, I'd wanted to go skinny dipping, hook up with him and have sex on a beach, so last night I basically killed 3 birds with one super slutty stone.
I stole an ensure out of their fridge and started chugging it. That was when Maria made me leave.
I've carried my liver for over 24 years. If it can't carry me for the next 24 hours than it deserves to be damaged.
My catholic guilt is strong, but the alcohol is stronger.
For months it was all good and well just having sex. Now, something in me has snapped and I'm dreaming of taking turtleneck Christmas pictures with him. Fuck you, we're going out tonight. I need this.
cool, get new shit, I dnt want the same old if it's my last drink ever
The world isn't ending you idiot. I'll grab beer
just woke up and currently drinking copious amounts of eggnog straight from the carton to replenish the electrolytes lost last night
I may have just sent her dad a picture of my penis. His name's Myron, right?
It isn't about the beer pong. It is about the destruction of the patriarchy.
how do you feel about japanese?
I would eat half a street meat hotdog I found on the sidewalk, I'm good with anything.
I don't care. It's wine Wednesday get your gameface on.
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