You know, I really only think drinking is a problem if you're not good at it.
I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
I was told to ask you about memoirs of a geisha.
So apparently we wrote "Lube Shopping" in Paula's diary on every friday for the rest on the year....
Nothing like coming home and finding the nearly full bottle of fireball you forgot you had stashed before your trip
It's the little things
I'm sure there's been a weekend in 2014 we were sober... Clearly it wasn't fun, bc I can't recall it. Point proven, alcohol is key.
Nothing can teach you regret more efficiently than a wine hangover.
These are the last few fleeting sober moments of the day for me. If there is anything you need me to do today, please tell me now
Drunk you wants to be petty, not you you.
Well I'm trying out this whole "not sleep with a stranger thing"
That's silly... just silly. And by silly I mean unrealistic.
Here's the thing. Kinda drunk. Eating leftover soup. In bed. Watching Disney channel.
He let me eat chexmix while we fucked... I think I love him.
There's a random table in the kitchen...and it's not the kitchen table...we don't know where it came from
He ate me out on the front lawn of the post office. The people in the office across the road definitely got a show!
I need like a billion tiny bottles of alcohol to put in the patron pinatas
Randomize
