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...
Mid thrust he tells me that we have bio together
The google font looked peculiar last night, but then up close I realized it was just dry vomit.
all i know is that each time we woke up we were at a different chinese restaurant. help.
we were shitfaced at work by 8pm. I had to stop myself from pouring vodka in everyone's cappuccino.
He somehow managed to bang-mail me last night. I woke up this morning to a voicemail from 1:54 a.m. of moaning and screaming. I now know how talented he is and how annoying I am to have sex with.
will you please stage a drunk girl intervention and tell him that his chain is severely harming his chances of getting laid tonight?
Why would you hook up with someone whos known for peeibg in someones mouth
Drunkenly bought a $240 realtor course last night. Apparently even drunk me thinks my future is going nowhere
if girls can go out in miniskirts and reveal their thongs, I should be able to wear a sheer dress with boyshorts with the word love bedazzled on my ass.
This is why you're my favorite.
Oh, AND I met a ukulele teacher that I'd date. So there's that.
Based on my body hair location, my ancestors had very cold hamstrings and very warm chests
I cried at the bar for 30 minutes because I got my arm stuck in my sweater. I got free drinks for the rest of the night after the bartender helped me.
Is it bad I have to get shitty ass drunk on a Monday night because I can't adult?
momentary stint on a second floor library computer...guy next to me snorted blue adderall off his notebook through a cut straw, i cant tell if this guy is my hero or just plain crazy...
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