So I just had this crazy idea, and no it has nothing to do with the fact that they made me take shots at work.
The man at the Honda dealership told me I smell like vodka and probably shouldn't be driving.
Not even the dog will look at me anymore.
I don't remember him, but he's saved in my phone as "uh oh zbt"
I have to cancel. My sons dad is out of jail unexpectedly and i'm kinda an emotional wreck. P.s. This is not the life I dreamed of as a little girl.
I found him stumbling up to our building with a solo cup under his arm. . . He told me it was his favourite thing ever. He also told me hes never been drunk before.
I think he is probably a psycho that will eventually murder me but i mean the sex last time was AWESOME.
Just found dollar bills in my sheets. What part of the weekend am I forgetting?
I woke up with my name tag for work still on my shirt. It was a rough night.
So drunk I thought the door was feeling me up for a seconds
Woke up on the floor with shoes on my hands...I'd say it was a success
I've started drunk signing up for 5ks. Who even does that?
It's really hard to masturbate now that I live with girls who actually function before 11 am.
I'm in the Sheetz parking lot waiting for dad to finish a drug deal.
I'm reading fall out boy fanfic. What has my life come to.
Randomize
