And I just threw up at the table during Mother's Day Brunch.
I realize that when i start making 24-themed music videos in my head to the song 'love is a battlefield' that i really need to get out more
I have to verbally tell you. He looks good on paper...but he totally fails in person. Like communism.
I'm not a creep or anything, just a lost soul looking for a good lay
once you started introducing yourself as "running-bear" i knew you were beyond fucked up
There's a black statue of liberty dancing on the side of the road. Please hold while I join him.
I just shit my pants and had a heart attack. Simultaneously. May or may not be related to this game.
Just puked in my hallway. Good start to a great night
Two dicks, one me.
Yoga's definitely paying off.
I mean, as I was vomiting in front of a giant crucifix I became acutely aware of my poor choices
He tried to introduce me to one of his friends that kept looking at me and I said "OH NO! I can't do this shit anymore!!" It was like I had a vision of what drunk me would've done in about 20 minutes.
Trying not to ruin Mother's Day with the enormous hickey on my neck. Nice.
Hope everything goes ok. If it makes you feel better, I straightened vomit into my hair and killed a bird earlier.
drunk me always erases text conversations because she is a woman of mystery and does not like for me to know what's going on in her life
LISTEN TO ME! DONDE ESTA LA FUCKING VICODIN!
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