I puked in a mailbox on the way back from your house.
A disheveled girl in front of me just looked down, shrieked, and yelled to the girl next to her "what is this" while pointing at two large white stains near the crotch of her black jeans. I love that Thursdays are weekends, it makes awesome Friday mornings
my life trainwreck boards at 9:30
the worst part is we had a camera rolling
Did his mom notice it when she saw u guys?
Yes.
I have to watch that.
we need to find that guy that whips out his cock at the bar again
On my way home right now. I miss you. let's cuddle. whiskey.
apparently i was just sitting there with my shirt down holding my boobs saying "its ok. its all gonna be ok"
I asked if he wanted to come over and he said he was busy. Then I sent him a pic of me in the bath with the bottle of wine I already finished and all of a sudden he was free. Booty calls are too easy.
Like do you hear me I PUKED IN MY OWN HANDS AND HE STILL SAID I WAS GORGEOUS
Would it be sharing too much to tell you that my nipples hurt so much that I couldn't comfortably go down the stairs?
Roommate just came in drunk and tweaked out because my tv has a DVD player built in. Waaaaaayyyy too sober for that conversation.
Bringing my mom Taco Bell and weed. I'm such a good daughter
Woke up next to a half eaten Philly Cheesesteak. Honestly probably one of the top 3 things I've ever woken up next to.
Like pizza and mermaids make up about 1/3 of my thoughts on the weekends.
This night could easily degenerate into a drunken haze of strippers and gambling, but I need a support network.
Randomize
