I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
i no longer even have beer goggles. i'm pretty sure i blacked out and had beer lasik.
He had to pee in the sink beside my head because the girl that I was taking care of was passed out on the toilet. To answer your question: yes i took a peek. Thats why we hooked up later.
she moved to the other side of town, do you realize how far i gotta walk to get a blow job???
I truly believe that the solid foundation of any healthy relationship is a drunken one night stand so I can just get all the nasty shit out on the table
Well he walked in last night, yelled at me for not playing any music and started dancing.
As long as you don't want to make a shrine out of my eyelashes It's all good
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
Shout out to this stomach virus for helping me prepare for whatever slutty Halloween costume I decide to wear.
I arrived home at 7am wearing nothing but my underwear and a fedora. I ate half a dozen deviled eggs. Put Katy Perry on repeat. And cried myself to sleep. We cannot go out on Thursday anymore
My mother is a bitch. She just outed me to my dad. He wants to meet you by the way...
I think I just pulled an onion peel off my boob from sleeping on their kitchen floor
I witness him finger a girl behind the dj decks yet I'm still going to meet up with him. Wtf is my life
I am texting my fuck buddy about fucking tonight, while facebook chatting with his wife about food.
When I woke up this morning I swear my mouth tasted like dick and rolaids.
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