so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
Your face is a jimmy john
She wouldn't stop saying her own name. Like a damn pokemon.
I was trying to make tacos and friends but there was a major language barrier.
In chronological order you drank, sang, smoked, napped, threw up, cried, laughed, described your pubic area, passed out. You have abused the privilege to use me as your D.D.
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
I have a test in the morning in sign language about signs for drugs and alcohol use. Im drunk and rolling a blunt. I've never felt so confident about a grade in my life.
I'm about to start putting my tampons in the microwave for a few seconds these plastics applicators and this weather don't mix
As Scar once said. Be prepared! For the shit show of what's coming tonight
i came home after a long day at work and she dropped a plate of cheesecake and a bottle of whiskey in front of me and said here's dinner
what's your room number? I've never been there sober...
it's a shower with the lights off kind of day
So drunk last night I reviewed my recent anazon purchase of secret deodorant. Trust me, it was eloquent.
One of these days I would like to go out drinking and stick to plan of just getting drunk and not be sidetracked with other people's plans of doing drugs along the way. I didn't even want to not feel my teeth tonight but here we go just another Thursday night when you live I live
It’s Sunday Funday! Stop watching football and bring your penis over here. There will be plenty of scoring!
Randomize