They keep asking what you are doing. I told them to quit calling her "what."
I woke up in my own vomit, a chunk of cactus in my thigh, shirtless, with jons mom poking at me with a glass of dr pepper and a talk about god....damn alcohol
he sounded really stupid. it was like his puke had a stutter, too.
I know it should be off bounds, but can this be the chick we all sleep with at some point? I can write it off as drunken mistake, you all just have to come up with equally good excuses
I've come to realize sober is a rare time of the day.
The floor and the wall just switched. I'm falling.
sick fucks of a feather flock together
Needless to say, she forgave him, they're back together, and I'm seriously considering having a lesbian year.
Thanks for coming out I think haley is drunk enough for breast milk White Russians
His dad and I had a drunk conversation about life. At 4 am he told me that I was 21 and cute and should fuck whoever I want.
Im legit just salty with everyone who has a penis right now
so my dads pretending to use the snow blower and theres absolutley no snow one the ground.... someone should really lock our liqour cabinet
I'm pretty sure I have PMS because I almost just cried about not being able to find a place that gives acrobat classes here.
Sorry you ended up in detox. It's not my fault you decided to walk downtown in only your underwater at 3am. I think the tequila took over.
Lessons learned from last night: do not leave me drunk and alone with strippers and a credit card. Let's do whatever's cheaper.
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