8:17pm: So, How was fun day?
1:15am: So I just woke up in my bed in my bathing suit... I don't remember getting into bed or dinner or anything after slip n slide that happened around five... I'd say fun day was a success
you ended the night by relentlessly sucking on my hips bone and hand demanding milk. you said it was because you were a tiger
you were so drunk you slurred your pauses
Well, for starters you dressed up in all Green and kept singing that song from "A Goofy Movie". Then you made us call you Powerline for the rest of the night...needless to say no, you didn't hook up with her
We're like two naked peas in a sex pod.
He said to me this morning that we should finish these beers, go and get plan B then on the way back, go to the pub to celebrate the death of our baby. I love Manchester.
After 13 tally marks I wrote the number 4,000 and made u sign my arm to prove it.
I don't know what's more sad. The fact that I'm genuinely impressed about being sober for a whole 3 days or the fact that I want to get wasted in celebration.
I was hooking up with him and then someone banged on the door and shouted "When you get the chance, will you put the weed on the veranda?"
i have nothing going on in my life. unless a toxic love triangle with netflix and jack daniels counts.
I threw up in my backpack last night, but at least it wasn't in the pizza box again
went back to my college bar last night. Bar tender doesn't remember my name but remembers me as margarita girl...I'm not even mad though
Everything is a learning experience. Last night we learned why I'm not allowed to bring guys home from the bar....
Sometimes self-care is taking a shot of vodka and moving on.
Already drunk, almost got in a fight with a bunch of irish chicks. And another with canadians. On my way to get a tattoo. I plan to regret this trip.
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