@ a funeral. fucking miss uuuu
so was this before or after i puked down the ice luge?
just skyped with my friend to listen in on the people talking shit about me in the library. creepy or strategic?
He asked what my name was on facebook chat. IT SAYS RIGHT THERE. i will never be drunk enough for this guy.
One question: Why is your trash can full of blood and pop-tarts?
you literally pushed me forward in the seat so you could puke behind my back without the cabbie noticing..
the paramedic just looked at me like "you again?"
Amazing. Super drunk. We stole a street sign in a golf cart and went around jousting trash cans all night.
im still going. this is my new reality. also. dont take glowsticks in the bath. they explode. actually. do. it. its beautiful.
i dont think thats healthy man...
i was beyond wasted so he tucked me into bed and wrapped the blankets around me like a burrito. then gave me a bloody mary and an omlet when i woke up. and who says living with your cousin is a bad thing?!
If you can count on one hand the number of times you have actually, truly nearly died this month, then you are not really living yet.
I took her to the bar and boom. All of my past slump busters were there. Shes cool enough to know what that means and said she was afraid they'd eat her so we left.
Omg that was my second thought of the morning.
First was that we had pop tarts.
I'm ne vrr drinkjng againnnnnnnn dforeal.
Apparently the girl he banged in the bathroom yelled at him for hitting on me all night. But whatever, he was holding her hand for most of it
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