another moral hangover. fuck.
at some point when you're making out with the ex girlfriend of your ex fuck buddy who happens to be the ex boyfriend of the girl that you just got drunk with who was hitting on your current fuck buddy who is best friends with your ex boyfriend, it just hits you: oh my god i need to get out more and expand my social circle.
all you kept saying from the spare room was "can you bring me a puke bowl...and the cat"
Idk, it's Grover wearing a sombrero. Do I need a reason?
I told him I'd rather have sex with his father last night. I'll admit now that I was drunk.
Get in the lobby, you have to sign my boxers
I just had to give myself a pep talk to stop lying on my floor. Literally too hung over to function
Is it uncouth to have a themed intervention? I know how much you like Star Wars.
My password hint says "not sunset, also facebook." i need to stop doing computer things while high. I will never figure this clue out.
Idk he's just laying there passed out with a French fry up his nose and without any pants on. Boner and everything.
I have a breathe right strip stuck to my forehead, several inexplicable bruises and I think someone tried to paint my nails with glue, but I still have my Santa hat. I'm gonna call this one a success.
I want to see a guy holding a pizza and a bottle of scotch and a box of magnums. I'm a simple woman.
He bought me shrimp and alcohol and referred to himself as daddy. I am in love.
I woke up and there is a small Irish man playing call of duty in my room. Discuss.
Did I honestly think it was a good idea to wear my pink robe out in public at 2 in the morning ?
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