Raging hang over. 6AM finish. Shat on a bag of trash in an alley. D L that last bit.
I would kind of like a job that starts at 10:30 and i'll work til 7. I'm not very productive in the morning. My main focus is not puking from 9-11.
when we were having sex and i started crying and telling you i missed you..why couldnt you stop and tell me how you felt or make me feel better?you kept going...
I'm so hungover I took Dramamine to help prevent the motion sickness of walking.
if you count grabbing my crotch as an introduction then yeah i got a couple of those tonight
I wonder what my nutrition professor is going to think when I have to put 21 keystone lights, a bottle of merlot wine, and 5 rum and cokes and 4 shots of tequila on my dietary analysis
she had that "i just got used" look on her face when i kicked her out at 5am
2011 senior yearbook drinking game. we're taking a shot whenever some dumbass uses that quote about how life isn't isn't about the breaths you take, but the moments that take your breath away. also that retarded wayne gretzky one about missing shots you don't take.
I bruised my vagina when I was climbing out of the trash can.
Tried to figure out where I was without opening my eyes this morning for like twenty minutes. Not even close. Not even the right state.
Apparently getting drunk at a philanthropy event and tweeting about it is "frowned up"
We HAVE another bedroom, it's not like I was gunna chain you into the closet. Often.
Don't be hating on my everclear. Never taken a smoother journey into intoxication.
We're meant to be. Apparently God wants me to get dicked down pretty good too so I'm not complaining about destiny
ps. i have two very important words to sum up my night
which are?
library sex.
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