I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
you drank a bottle of vodka and then while throwing up in my toilet you kept reminding me our hs reunion was in 2 yrs and it was time to start getting thin again anyway
can you explain why there is a dead rabbit in my front seat?
idk, I had a turtle in mine.
I thought making out with his sister would be a great way of meeting him. But it backfired.
he handed me my panties in front of my date. turns out he wasn't that mad.
Nah I'm perfectly content solely banging the married bartender once a week.
That's practically a relationship for you
I just woke up in my ex-boyfriends bed, with my new boyfriends jersey on. I love March maddness.
In this town being related to a brewing family or the owner of a sports team is like being royalty. It's like hooking up with the queen's nephew or something.
It is no longer St. Patrick's Day. I should NOT still have green boobs!
Next time, please cut me off before I'm at the point of pooping in the bathtub again
I'm still a bit day drunk and decided to go for a run. You may get a snapchat of me vomiting soon
I twisted my ankle while drunkenly playing in my adult kickball league. Now I'm having to use my grandpa's cane to walk at this party. I am so single.
Remembering you have vodka in the freezer gives the same surge of happiness as finding 20 bucks in a coat pocket.
you said you didn't feel like drinking anymore so you mixed vodka with your applesauce and ate it
Honestly, you can’t tell the whole sorority he has a donkey dick and expect that no one would sleep with him after you broke up
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