I had fun this weekend too. According to Web MD, my symptoms say I had a miscarriage.
This will be amazing. Plus he's going to do a line of cocaine off of the other guy's ass.
he has the hands of the vagina gods.
You started a dance party so that you could steal their vodka and shouted "sailors out!"
Just whatever you do please don't lick his face again.
You were telling the cab driver that you believe in him and just to follow his dreams
I ate cinnamon toast crunch. I'm officially out of the puke zone. Blackout drunk Friday. WHAT IS GOOD.
I'm not drinking cause I'm like 4 vodkas away from a boom box and Peter Gabriel.
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
ask me again when I'm sobewr aka tuesday
I walked in her room to find her rubbing lotion on her face high as fuck.
My mom is wine drunk and on painkillers. As invigorating as that conversation was, it was also a dark glimpse into my future
I forgot to ask you how long you're housesitting. By which I mean how many bones can I get in averaging 2.5 bones per day.
20.
I was just randomly reminded of the night you were wrapped up in a bed sheet carrying a full bottle of cookie dough vodka and warning neighbors of the weirdos running around
Eh, my puke tasted like lemonade, so not too bad
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