He is such a gentleman, he paid for my plan b
I texted her sayin "I gotta brush my teethn then Im omw" maybe hint to do the same
if you don't go to jail tommorow I'll buy you a 40. Motivation.
So after tequila Thursday, Jess broke her arm table dancing. Now her and Andrew look like the perfect drunk couple, matching casts and all.
I feel as though the word "tired" has become synonymous with "too high to manage the stairs" lately
I think I just got a contact from my own exhale. Def dying.
I was fine until "Under Pressure" came on the radio. It's like God wanted me to shit my pants on the drive home.
Umm, ya, half our class is sitting in starbucks passing around flasks. Yes, flasks. Plural. Going to join them, we're all giving oral presentations in 20. Go hard or go home.
Well the streets were closed, so it was okay for me to just lay down for a little bit.
Also, I pretty much need an IV of fluids straight to my soul
also my alarm just went off. I am always amused at what time drunk me decides to wake up.
I have bruises from doing the splits on the poles, if that doesn't scream bourbon street regret then I don't know what does
75% of my food budget goes to wine, the rest to chips and salsa.
I sent him a topless photo and he complimented my eyes. I'm not sure if I'm offended or pleasantly surprised.
why did you kick open the doors at church screaming whos ready to party?
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