I knocked on some strangers door, you didn't have to give me a fake hotel room number
thank you for a lively/lovely evening :)
should have blown me.
I just hope this isn't happening Final Destination style
Travis Barker would totally be Devon Sawa in this scenario
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
your stepbrother is rimming his martinis with coke... keeps saying "thank god its tuesday". where does funemployment end and intervention begin?
Take in how we used all the shot glasses in the bar in less than an hour
A total of 95 cents was stuck to my ass the next morning.
No memories of receiving this. Or of getting home. Or of apparently developing a taste for marmalade, which I assume is yours because I have literally never eaten it before. It's all over the kitchen. And my phone. And in my hair. Oh god I wish I wasn't on the train to work. X And sorry about the kitchen x
We have a nice shopping list..vibrators and roller blades
Priorities
That's what jaeger bombs out of teacups will do to you.
If you get laid dressed as my dad that makes me extremely uncomfortable
You cannot tell me you don't have a problem while crying pantsless on a stranger's sofa bed.
He went down on me while I was on the phone with my grandma.
We could just stay sober.
No! We tried that once.
It sucked.
Just made my first drink, took 2 sips feel like god
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