White coat. Heels.
I am dying of drunk and no thats not a typo.
I am midnight drunk by noon
I guess the cop knew i was on a walk of shame and felt bad...i got to play with the siren the rest of the way home
Its kinda awkward hearing him say the food taste like ass considering what he did last night.
We made out for three hours. Then she said she didn't sleep with redheads and left the party. So yes, I'm still drinking.
if I just puked into my own hand, but then cleaned it up quickly, quietly, and calmly, am I still a trainwreck?
he told me it was nice to see me not blacked out mumbling to myself in the front seat, I told him it was nice to see him not in handcuffs.
It's definitively the wine. Every time I can drink and work I feel like I win at the game of life.
Last time we had an ultimatum like that, things went very far south. I'm down, but it's your turn to wake up in a hospital.
Not a or good or bad impression, just that you were all basically naked playing beer bong in sombreros and ties. Casual.
Fantasizing about the apocalypse is fun and shit until the conditions that could lead to one suddenly seem feasible
It was a strange night. I made out with his college roommate and said "do you care?" beforehand.
I don't want to just hook up with random dudes. I've had enough bad sex to know that it's not worth hooking up with strangers
It's not?
I fucked a 6 foot tall guy who has abs showing without even flexing... I am a wizard and I have magical powers.
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