He said i was a degenerate twofaced catholic slut and a grade a bitch. Quite complimentary really. i guess i shouldn't insult the red wings
I just woke up with the words DO IT on my hand and six beers in my purse.
Found my puke from September encrusted to the floor under the dresser while cleaning before move out ..... Oh Freshman year
Where else am I to apply my creativity?
I don't know. Anywhere productive and not involving sex toys would be a start.
Drunk lesbians having an argument about their realationship isn't as hot as I imagined.....
So getting drunk in honor of the bomb threat is legit right?
I want a burrito.
Truly, you are the voice of a generation.
You stumbled in at 10am, half-clothed and still drunk from last night and yelled "well, its not called a walk of pride!", then passed out on the couch.
when was she peeing in the stairwell? why dont i remember this?
....because generally we only remember 40% of the night each, and have to fill eachother in. And that still leaves 20% that we will never know and its probably for the best
Its fiiine, tuesday is like the thursday of wine wednesday. And i mean, free beer for girls at the grove...im not NOT gonna take that offer up!
Look at your life. Look at your choices.
I am convinced that after two dates and a few adult sleepovers that he still doesn't know my name.
I've been here 11 months and i just realized i have literally never looked at my apartment/roomates sober
danced like there was no tomorrow. surprise. there's a tomorrow
people need to understand when I say I don't want to drink anymore that doesn't mean tempt me with another bottle of Jose Cuervo.
The weekend was a blur. There was vodka and penises and orgasms. I played a game of Cock Roulette and won big
Randomize
