i'm sorry if your life is a sore subject
Remember that time we were in the handicap bathroom snorting Molly at the stripclub. That was a defining moment in our friendship
I found her sleepin on the side of the house in the rocks. so i woke her up and yelled at her and she would only come inside if i let her sleep in the bathroom.
Some advice...don't play drunk rock em sock em robots. With actual people. I have bruises EVERYWHERE.
i left because you were standing at the top of the stairs throwing shot glasses and bottles full of alcohol at me and yelling JAGERBOMBS
Itll be like a collage of penis. And not that abstract, one penis in a big painting contemporary shit. Collage....
The only responsible thing ive done in vegas is shower and that was onky to clean vomit off me
In that case, I'll try 2 find a date. But my options are AA friends or fuck buddies.
Would it be sad if I made a blanket fort to get drunk in till the power came back?
One day soon I'll learn the difference between a good high and way too high. Today is not the day.
I think I'm pregnant again.
or as we call it, thursday.
I smoked too much. I'm sitting on my balcony and I keep getting lost. Help me
She was hammered and showed her gay best mate a pic of my cock, his response was "I fucked the wrong brother"
On a side note apparently my brother is gay
So I had Xanax for breakfast & I'm probably going to fuck my tennis instructor.
do you think mom is upset that i left with the stripper from her bachelorette party last night?
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