It's 8:30am and I'm drinking.... this is a new low
i felt like cinderella. except at midnight i turned back into a whore.
We walked into the bar in The Flying V formation from The Mighty Ducks. We were ready.
Writing apology letters and leaving them on peoples doors for your actions is NOT what I want to be doing at 6am.
I don't think he wanted to hear that my most serious relationship was my 1 1/2 year fuck buddy... I think he figured out that's where he's heading
This from the guy I found eating salad out of a pot lid in his boxers on his porch last night.
Heed the warning of the ghost of Oktoberfest present: German beer is soooooooo much better than our watered down children's piss. also lost all my clothes and am wearing lederhosen the rest of the trip.
Just grabbing my bra from a history teacher's desk in the Humanities building. Maybe I should stop drinking on weeknights
he ran through my sliding door
in his defense that door gets complicated after 10 beers
I gave him shit for taking my sloppy seconds and when I woke up my eyebrow was gone
He taped a champagne bottle to both his hands and called himself edward champagne hands. At one point he poured some on his lap and said " Just needed to make sure my dick got some too"
Well, he hasn't actually seen me naked. Just my boobs... and the left side of my vagina.
I'm not well. Although it could be worse.
My cousin is so hungover she quit her job.
I love her so much I can forgive her for wearing crocs
Currently eating a pop tart in my underwear waiting for the washer. Not one of my prouder moments.
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