you threw up in the bushes next to the ABC store and kept saying "you're home, blueberry vodka, you're home!"
the can pyramid on my head actually reached a decent height before I moved.
We're trying to see who can drink the most and still be eligible to donate blood tomorrow.
Beer vodka and pink lemonade powder mixed together. So. Many. Penises. My vagina will be calling out to them tonight. Coooooooooooooome.
Quesedillas should not make me weep and drinking water should not make me feel like god is giving me mouth to mouth. Never again.
And now thanks to shrooms we all got a terrifying glimpse of what goes on in his head. I will not say I didn't see it coming when it turns out he made a suit out of people's skin
One of us will probably end up wearing nothing but glow/ neon body paint and a pair of water wings...
And I am in no way ashamed to say that it will most likely be me. I'm hoping for it actually.
Joined a porch party below me by climbing out the window and jumping off the roof. Tonight will be good
I do have a life. It just consists of making scarves and chesse straws now
Why are there jello shots in the kitchen drawer?
i saw way too much penis for that to have been a funeral
FOUND MY PANTIES COMINY JOME
I woke up naked and alone this morning. What a life
You are not allowed to sing ever again, my ears are still ringing.
Drunk me is having trouble keeping up with sober me's standards
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