Last night I fell down in the street (I think in someone's vomit), cut my knee up, lost my moms necklace and my license, and had to walk back to the hotel.
My family just suggested tequila shots. I had Vietnam style flashbacks.
Its official, drinking for 15 hours counts as a suicide attempt
I came so hard that my back seriously popped like 5 times.
his life revolves around getting high and answering people on yahoo answers. he's perfect for you.
No, you don't understand. If the words "stop," "alcohol poisoning," and "regret" aren't in the same sentence by the end of the night, I will have failed this birthday.
Tornado booty call.. dedication
when the officer asked him if he had been drinking, he just goes, "yeah, you?" then falls onto the table.
I just ate a raisin that tasted like wine. Is this real life or is this my body trying to tell me it's Friday and I should be drinking right now?
So did I or did I not flash an entire concert last night?
I think he's like 40 and maybe a little sociopathetic and i have never been so turned on
Another text to add to the intervention pile, i see
No it was fine, I've just never seen that many people eat dog food
Life update - currently drunk off my ass in the yoga room of SFO at 5:30 in the morning.
I did all i could do but i woke up smelling like cigars and theres salsa all over my face
i'm pretty sure my brother is still drunk from last night. he's telling my parents that humans are at the top of the food chain for a reason and listing off all the exotic animals he would eat
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