To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
I seem to have left my pride at pride
just got drunk at a party with Christmas themed solo cups.. holidays are officially here.
The doctor wrote 'condom retrieval' on my discharge paper.
The guy I fucked last night is well worth up the ass tuition. I just wish I could tell dad thanks!
Also I'd like you to set a calendar reminder that goes off every day for you to take 2 minutes to think about what your life would be like without me.
I'm not drinking anymore...and by that, I mean until St. Patrick's Day.
It was fun, but I mean, any day that starts with shower tequila is bound to be good.
I think I'm still a little drunk from Sunday Funday and I just changed for a date in my car. wish me luck.
You didn't hold all these dicks to become a party planner!
I just ate a raisin that tasted like wine. Is this real life or is this my body trying to tell me it's Friday and I should be drinking right now?
I'm smoking a bowl in my bathtub. I'm meant to be alone.
Please just help me figure out where the bruise on my face came from.
I'm so sad at the lack of dick in my life I am going to get sauced and make rice krispy treats
I want to be her friend more than I want to fuck her boyfriend.
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