I like you better when you drink
I like you better when I drink too
well, it ended with me crying outside the strip club saying i don't want to be 21 anymoree. i'd say it was a great 21st birthday.
We woke up in an inflatable kiddie pool full of both empty and full beer cans. In the middle of his dad's office. Oh, and we were locked in. Nobody remembers.
We raised our shot glasses and you screamed out "TO MY DAD FINALLY GOING TO REHAB!"
He came in my nose, then said it would help clear my sinuses.
This weekend has taught me that sometimes, being buried under a mattress is the safest place in the room.
Huh. I think I went to highschool with the hooker my neighbor just brought home.
I feel like when purchasing hard liquor on a Monday I also need to buy a happy 21st bday card to not seem so pathetic
Oh and I'm kind of in the library.
Waiting for the foreign guy who keeps staring to make his creepy move.
Might be using my graduation money to pay for an abortion.
we just smoked for like ten hours and got froyo. not a bad start to the weekend.
I'm sitting at my kitchen table alone dressed as a dinosaur smoking bowls in the dark. Is this rock bottom? Or is this living the dream? Who's to say
You should've seen the look on the guys face when I demanded pho and a beer the second they opened. Obviously he doesn't understand hangovers
I went looking for them and I pulled my pants down and peed on the lawn. I found my phone in the same spot in the morning.
I woke up handcuffed to a bed wearing nothing but an army belt. Does this count as thanking our country?
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