Jon and Kate are totally playing with my emotions.
i mean i care more about their marriage then my own parents
and after you realized your puke was bright blue, you started crying hysterically and screaming, "I DON'T WANT TO BE A SMURF!" no more uv blue for you.
since we're both too lazy to go to each others house, you drink there, i'll drink here and we'll skype. it's the same thing.
You tried to tip the paramedic for finding you.
u know how some weekends you just wanna go out and ruin a relationship? this is one of those weekends
We are NOT roofying him just to get him to pass out so we can build a masive snow cock in his yard.
What did I eat last night that was bloody?
It's a special occasion. Hence the 151.
After they flagged you, you hid in a bathroom stall and text me to bring you more shots. That kind of drunk.
Gold rum. Strong marijuana. Jabba the Hut in stilettos. Deep thigh bruise. Yes, thal all happened. Sorry dude.
Last thing I remember clearly was, "ok, but if we're are gonna get drunk before class, there's no half-doing this"
Today is an "outside sex" kind of day.
I don't drink nearly as much when I'm coupled, and that's not a lifestyle I can commit to
Cheese, the small of a woman's back, the universe, mountains, vampiric demons, sleep, and dreams.
How bad was it?
Stopped drinking Sunday, hungover on Tuesday bad.
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