now everythime i write "i'm" in my phone my tap9 spells out "i'm-never-drinking-again". It's trying to remind me
I'm so drunk I cant read cursive anymore.
He called me an ungrateful bitch because I lauged when he asked me "how do you me and a bed sound?"
Like I should be grateful for the 5 minutes I sit on top of him and stare at the wall.
BROstal carolina. Watching a boy drinking rum and coke out of a cup of noodle empty cup.
I figured he was gay when I walked in on him working out to Flirty Girl Fitness.
I just walked by a party bus on my way to study. God hates me.
If it's any consolation, your boobs looked awesome.
A guy dressed like Jesus just gave me a mini keg. Prayers really do come true.
I'm dressed like a deranged cupcake. Let's get fucked up.
Holy shit there is too much Taco Bell here to talk to you
I mean I kinda plunged vagina first into my last relationship
Just laying in bed, snuggling my cat, and pondering whether I'd like to attend a swingers party this evening...
the night literally screamed "cock and ball torture"
Lol it's kinda hilarious. I left missing one glass... guage. I feel like Cinderella... but less classy.
I party with great urgency now.
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