literally had 100 drinks last night.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
we are torturing ourselves with these mediocre cocks
I'm spoon feeding myself tequila for breakfast, should we skip class today?
Oh dude, thanks for giving me that liquor last night, except replace 'giving' with 'violently forcing'.
He kept checkin to make sure you were still alive after you passed out on his bed, After like the 4th time he walked back in there you were naked on his bed eating an apple, claiming he needed to be the Adam to your Eve..That drunk..
We are not in a rock band. We can't continue living like this.
I'm getting better, this year I only showed up drunk to 1 final.
I just made kick ass drunk stir fry while taking care of three other drunk people and doing shots. I don't understand how that's not wife material
It's getting harder and harder to find People to carry her home
She shouldn't drink
You walked up to a random girl on the street and asked her for a bite of her pizza...
I woke up this morning to my panties draped around the neck of an empty bottle of bulleit. That is the perfect visual metaphor for my life at this juncture.
Apparently she hired a private investigator when he took out a restraining order on her. So the answer is no, I didn't hit it.
Are you aware that you called your mom to say hi before you dragged the random guy into bed last night?
how does that bad decision feel?
Randomize
