What do you think that old couple was thinking when they saw me puking in the QT parking lot at ten in the morning?
Do you want the good news or bad news first?
bad news
The bad news is i thew up on your bed, the good news is i found out who ate your cheetos.
An ad on my facebook says "don't be THAT girl". Its like it knows.
I am too high to leave where I am...And they are listening to Stained. This is my living hell.
So i forgot that my head is completely wrapped in gauze, and tried to do the "come hither" look. He think's i'm brain damaged
congratulations to me i think I am on the road to legitimate alcoholism
cool. same. I'm in class drinking
NOT OKAY
sorry for partying
THATS NOT PARTYING THATS DRINKING IN CLASS
I'm deep cleaning my room right now. Not sure if it actually needs it or if I'm just trying to symbolically cleanse myself of the last 24 hours.
I'm surprised I haven't crapped out a leprechaun, I'm so hungover
I never thought I would be having sex behind a shower curtain that wasn't in a bathroom.
I was paranoid that someone would jizz in my hair while I had the cucumbers over my eyes. Super-High Spa Day didnt work out.
I kinda took a step back after our "surprise bottles night"
So here's a brief summary of my weekend: last night I drank four glasses of Death Punch, grabbed the toaster, said "This is mine", put it in my pants and walked out the front door.
In other news, I just threw up my burrito and am currently on all fours literally crawling back to my bed
Her mom came in and passed out drunk on the floor next to us while she was riding me, "it's all good, she does this all the time" is what she said
Dude. I just got a visual of u climbing over a bathroom stall to save my life.
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