Apparently getting drunk, buying a guitar from your local costco and walking in to an open mic night is not the same as rocking out to guitar hero...
I'm going to look like a jackass in the Mexican newspaper tomorrow.
making out was so insane. it felt like our tongues were paintbrushes made of waves and we were painting an ocean galazy
There is an empty space on my boobs where glow paint should be.
woke up in a random sweater in a random bed in a random house on a street I don't recognize..
also, I vaguely remember swapping shirts with some random guy on the dance floor.
Last night he ate BBQ Pringles out of my boobs...I feel like it was moderately productive
I just bought emergency deodorant at Dominick's and put it on in front of a homeless man while waiting for the bus. He laughed and said 'girl, you a mess'. This is my life.
im watching blue is the warmest color at the music box and this dude is literally masturbating 3 feet in front of me
you licked my face then when I finally got you to the bathroom, mid puke you said you liked the taste of my foundation.....you weren't drunk at all....
we had a "who's sex playlist is better?" fight.....
If Denver makes it to the Super Bowl I'll quit drinking. So I'm pretty much stocking up on booze
So this is what bad decisions tastes like...
I just hooked up with the German exchange student who doesn't speak English. And you said I have no talent.
I feel asleep with my contacts in, with my arms wrapped around a bottle of vodka. Also... Do we have class today?
Sorry I missed your birthday party. I caught a dick and rode it to O-Town
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