I just spent $27 on things to pee on.
there were at least 5 of us standing around the bathroom stall cheering you on to throw up.
we saw a llama on the side of the road. That's when we knew everything was going to be alright.
I wish we were homeless so drinking on the streets was acceptable.
I'm buying you potatoes, the least you could do is not ask any fucking questions and just say thank you.
So if a 2 is a 10 on the road... do we consider college to be "on the road?" help. its urgent.
Kristy will be communicating through my phone. Due to her current blood alcohol level, the laws of Pennsylvania, Erie county, and common decency have deemed that she is no longer permitted to have her own phone.
No talking tonight. Just drinking and puking up memories
You stole my crutches last night at the bar, the DJ had to ask for them to be returned
They were loudly fucking last night and there was way too much conversation involved. It wasn't even dirty talk, it was more like "your doing it wrong" talk
Just thinking about this summer makes me feel a slight tingle of an orgasm mixed with a twinge of regret as the cold ghostly feeling of multiple hangovers creep into my body.
Pretty sure that propositioning you to fly across the country for sex fest '13 isn't something my husband would approve of.
Talking to him sober hurts my brain
I've decided that it's a bad thing. But I've also decided that I don't give a fuck.
i accidentally gave my stepdad ketamine so id say it was a fun weekend.
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