I told her at least we still had each other. That's when she started crying.
I'm in my winter jacket and nothing else. very drunk. bring bitches.
Also, I've sobered up around 5am, in Delaware. I remember making this decision, and highly regret it now.
You better drive. If I decide to let them talk me into a 3-way, I don't want you to be stranded.
she's sitting alone using her breathalyzer as a kazoo. help.
he was gone before i woke up. left a pee stain, phone number, note and $20 for sheets. safe to say i will not be calling.
as she was beating the hell out of his ex, she screamed prison rules, and smashed her head with a beer bottle. I'm oddly afraid yet so attracted to her now.
I'm going to fuck every single member of the men's olympic swimming team and no one is going to stop me
I just gave a bum a ride back to his bench. Columbus is weird but I like it.
lets talk about you, dubstep, and a bunny suit.
Btw his name is Woody. I must be really drunk to think this is a good situation
the only joy I get out of her anymore is hitting on her friends and ignoring her. it's chaos for them. like shaking a slutty ant farm
I CAN SPEAK THE LANGUAGE OF THE ANIMES.
I need a fucking roommate.
You need a fucking babysitter.
Drinks have officially taken priority over self-respect, and I'm not even all that torn up about it.
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