so he expects you to be his vegas whore for the season. nice.
I hate myself for knowing the words to party in the USA.
We need to talk in the morning. The guy I was with just interpreted me taking off my earrings as code for "let me take off my pants."
whenever music plays i find myself always doing kegels to the beat. its like the new foot-tapping
maddie and i have invented a community puke bowl. explanation later
I was just referred to as 'the margarita slut' by an 11 year old.
When the cops came you just told them you'd go to your time out corner.
I spent an hour trying to convert bar outfits to church outfits. Its hard.
Judging by the amount of alcohol multiplied by the amount of her exes here, tonight will be ending in tears.
My mom just saw the bruise on my chest from the bite mark he left. Played it off that I hit myself w a box of beauty products. She believed me. God I love working retail sometimes.
So we have also come to the conclusion that slam piece Saturday's are the appropriate follow ups to find a husband Fridays
I'm ok. I've got the pantsless-with-dignity thing down pat
My roommate is downstairs drunk, smoking, and listening to a self help DVD. Please dear God don't let this be the Ghost of Christmas Future.
Like how hard is it to come up to me with chocolate and wine and say "hey, you're beautiful. Wanna marathon Doctor Who in sweatpants?" Hell yes!
Her mom came down to the basement and took shots with us. She's now passed out in a wheel barrow. This party got weird
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