my drunken desire to be gossip girl continues to ruin friendships for me
Nothing kills the mood more than a jesus song.
the semester is winding down: time to procrastinate by googling cheap keg options
we were doing it doggy-style and i felt him pop that pimple on my back.I have mixed feelings about it
Is it a step in the wrong direction to ask my parents for a kegerator for graduation?
I just googled if crying burns calories
All I kmoe is rheres a coffee pot full pf vodka in my purse
I'm very fluent in vodka, but that seems to be a whiskey dialect.
Went home drunk last night and peed on my Christmas tree, my mothers going to fucking kill me
Also I'm very proud of th fact that I walked my dog before bed. Drunk dog walking should be an Olympic sport; it takes SKILLS.
For months it was all good and well just having sex. Now, something in me has snapped and I'm dreaming of taking turtleneck Christmas pictures with him. Fuck you, we're going out tonight. I need this.
We turned on "find my friends" and watched her progress. Got concerned when she didn't move for an hour on Adelaide, turned out a booty call was made, then she went back to the bars.
i think we watched the dark knight rises after you left but i might have passed out through most of it. I remember crying at the end though. sad tears then happy tears.
I legitimately thought he died. I even called his mom at 3am and told her. Im done with vodka.
Just fucked my ex's brother. It is clear I dated the wrong one. Is it wrong for me to continue to fuck this one?
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