piano lessons. No girlfriend. What's up.
ha- omfg whatt the fuck is wrong w me. Alcohol+third cousins= bad decisions
i dont know whats so great about being respectable.
You're the 8th person from last night to text me this morning and ask if I'm ok.
he told me he once ran a blackmarket liquor store out of his house. thats all it took for me to go home with him
I hid a girl's boot last night so I could ransom it back this morning via the "blowjobs for boots" program.
I woke up and found cookies in my purse. It's a 12/12/12 miracle.
The picture on Facebook I was just tagged in, with the mask, that is the definition of Carmen, my drunk alter ego
I was so fucked up last night that I peed on his FATHER'S BED and fell asleep there. and yes. his father was asleep in the bed
Well, I was asked to leave the Waffle House for "being to physical" so I think that option is off the table
I'm literally beginning to think that my sex dreams are prophesies
i survived drinking for 24 hours, an 8 ball of cocaine and a threesome. I think you can handle moving.
I was floored. Like way less concerned with him using drugs than I am with him not believing in evolution.
did you make it home?
i'm in a room and it looks like mine :)
hahah close nuff if it isnt
Last night I realized my life is an experiment of really bad decisions when I had to leave without my underwear. But at least I'm expanding my life experience.
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