i don't know where i am. i made bad decisions. i think this guy is dead.
Remeber when I drunkenly made out with him this summer while he was getting bitched at by his girlfriend on the phone? Yeah, neither do I. But I'm pretty sure that same thing happened again last night.
Am I the only one creeped out by the guy asleep behind our couch?
Hey remember that thing i said about never apologizing for being a hot mess? Well that was before you found me drunk in the hallway with no pants.
I WALKED myself out of breath. And I'm lost I'm a Tim Hortons parking lot. That's how hungover I am.
Sunday is a myth, I refuse to believe that I waste an entire day unable to function after a night of drinking.
i feel like the wall was a canvas for his penis.
I tried...failed..now im naked on the futon since clothes are hard.
We didn't have sex because he locked himself in the bathroom and passed out while he was taking a shit. I cuddled with his cat.
His dad was on the tv delivering the local 11 o' clock news while we were having sex
She said she didn't know what fireball was. We are no longer friends.
She answered the door wearing a basket, said it was the only clean thing she had.
I need to pull it together. I just cried my eyes out to Master Chef Junior.
Just put on slippers before underwear so you know where my priorities are
Why would you trust me with ANYTHING!!!???
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