i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
I woke up laying in alphagetti with the message "I'd go get checked asap" written out in the letters.
We drank a $4 handle of tequila until 5 am. Please think about that.
He passed out on the floor and you kept hitting him in the dick and screaming "hammer of justice".
Srsly this has gone to far. Just broke my nose on the toilet. College bars.
Of course he wants me there for his birthday. If a girl offers you a blowjob for every year of your life, you're gonna want her to be there.
so I was at the house for 3min to grab my bathing suit & tequila. You know, the go-to weekend combination
Hunting for men at chipotle... I feel like I should be more disappointed that this is the way my life is going but I'm really just excited for the potential.
I just puked so hard I pissed myself. Outta my ass. I just won hangover of the century.
Weekend plan is a big bag of dope, delivery food, Bollywood marathon and masterbating my dick raw.
I was less embarrassed asking him to torrent the teen mom's porn. I'm not gonna ask him to about season 4 of PLL.
His roommates are gone so we had sex in every room of the house and watched the wire. What have you done today?
He's got the good dick trifecta - flip phone, works outside, bed with no headboard.
These last few days with George, grandma, and now Carrie all dying have been pushing me further and further into rum's sweet embrace.
Why thank you for your unwanted opinion, person I've never met before.
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