I wrote a list of all my homework due in the next few weeks. I feel I've done enough for tonight.
Throwing up while listening to pandora radio. Don't tell me my life doesn't have theme music.
All i've done since I got back to my room today is take a three hour nap. Like, I even planned to change my pants and haven't even done that yet.
i shall enjoy my approximately 2 hours of being sober today
Tried to bribe the bartender with wedding cake. Felt bad for not giving her a tip.
Boys that pee in my bed don't get happy birthday wallposts on facebook
YET AGAIN, my financial planning for 2013 consists MOSTLY of eating chipotle as "brain food" and drinking Heavily before the Jeopardy contestant test.
We will go to karaoke
Okay, well, i'm covered in paint, haven't showered & have already been drinking, so if I fall on the floor in a blaze of depeche mode & beer tears, you can't pretend you don't know me
I talked to the pizza guy for 10 minutes about my truck, I don't even have a truck
Well. We had sex and then watched 6 episodes of Dateline NBC together; only breaking the silence to make disapproving noises at shotty police work. So basically yea I'm gonna marry him.
I want to wait until after I get laid before I ask him his political affiliation. Just in case. I'm so desperate I would bang a Republican
Weirdest drunk sex ever. His sweat dripped into my eyeball and then he looked down and asked me why I was crying. I went with it.
On a scale from 1 to total dick, how inappropriate is it to pick your boyfriend up from rehab with a hangover?
It's not even a normal fucking affair I've found myself in. It's a fucking bdsm clusterfuck.
How is there a hawk inside this house? More importantly how the hell is he handling it without any gear?
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