So, I woke up to an empty bottle of scotch and a dead car. The last thing I remember are the strippers being mad at me. Awesome night.
Feels good to be wearing underwear again though...
The way I see it, if i don't fail the midterm and blow off some of the projects, how else am I going to get motivated to study for the final ?
This went bad. Everyone is crying, i dont know why and I am really uncomfortable.
Apparently I also called my credit card company to demand a credit limit increase. I'm so content with not drinking another 60 days
It Amazes me that I was able to drunk update my status in Spanish last night.
I feel awful
Physically or morally
Physically. The only immoral thing I did was steal money from strippers while they gave me lapdances.
She seriously pointed at the couch and asked me if she could "ride the talking giraffe". I'll never serve everclear again.
My Yoga instructor is playing the music from 'Requiem for a Dream' it makes me very reluctant to put my ass in the air
If I die tonight, I want you to have the rest of my nachos. And my porn collection.
Sex aside I am really scared about Syria...
So I'm already mostly naked in a kind of bed but obviously too lazy to take my boots off. It's like January 1st is already here
Drunk me just left a note for sober me apologizing for all the fucking crumbs in our bed
we had a "who's sex playlist is better?" fight.....
I don't know man. She said my cock made her promises my heart couldn't fulfill.
i read his ps3 instant messaging thing... he's meeting a guy to have sex. i think your boyfriend's gay
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