I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
I woke up with a picture of my dick as my background. still wondering if it was a good night or not.
just woke up face down in my kitchen covered in cheetos. my mom just stepped over me to get to the coffee maker. hello summer
She is still a psychotic unstable bitch, and is therefore PERFECT drinking game fodder
I keep telling myself that if Britney can make it through 2007, I can make it through this date.
I CAME HOME WITH MY NIPPLES PEIRCED! WE WERE CAMPING. IN THE MOUNTIANS. I DONT EVEN REMEMBER IT AT ALL.
I'm going for high school drunk, you've got 15 minutes to get here.
You asked me if I was judging you for being drunk, and if I can hypnotize you make sober.
So this bar tattoo not looking that great now
He would come to class in wrapped in nothing but a pink towel
I don't know, I think having hemorrhoids shows character. You have to be trying pretty hard to get them.
I did the walk of shame this morning and his mom hugged me in the driveway
The comfort of this onesie is keeping me single
I just want to get drunk and not have to worry about you leaving me at the bar.
Im riding the bus with beer in one hand and chapagne in the other. I love weddings.
Randomize
