I'm pretty sure I left my reasoning skills at home last night, and just brought anger and rage with me.
she wrote "SORRY" in her vomit and left
I came over to his house for a party and realized I was quoted on the fridge... "How'd I get rug burn on my face?" And yes, my name was right next to it!
I've now graduated to the level of gay where I can tell Tegan and Sara apart.
having my hair in braids makes puking so easy. i am being an indian every halloween
am i so blindsided by his great personality that i'm hooking up with an ugly guy?
i thought you knew
Two words. Shotgunning Cognac.
This has already gotten way out of hand
Remember the couple Steve and I heard and rated their sex based on the bed squeaks cuz we couldn't sleep through the noise? We got them back. They turned up the radio to drown us out.
Beer, water, beer, water, beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer beer so much beer
And then I discovered that while drunk last night I called the NAACP and left an angry voicemail demanding they fix the racism at my school
It might be whiskey, but I view Marge and Homer Simpson as something to strive for
Welcome to the club of "Sick of cleaning up actual shit." We meet on the 3rd Sunday of each month. Bring your ceremonial viking helmet.
Our relationship revolved around Taylor Swift albums. It's no wonder it ended so fast
I just sent him a message bearing my soul about how much he means to me as a friend and his first response is "are you drunk?"
Shit like this is why I'm a bitch to everyone.
one nice thing about being home: no walks of shame, just drives of shame
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