the point i decided it was time to leave was when i was on the floor of the bar, after taking her down with me, and a table.
She fell down the stairs and hit her head on the concrete. Then she stood up, flashed us and stumbled away. I forgot to get her number..
i left after you tried to balance a shot of tequila on your head while screaming at the bar tender that you fucked his girlfriend
please come over and have sex with me so we can talk about prom and kill 2 birds with one condom
the last thing i remember is yelling at the cab driver that i'm really good at drive by vomitting.
where are you?
talk to ya later, gotta sled down these stairs real quick
holy fuck man...it feels like I got beat the fuck out of by death's baseball bat...chimichangas?
Also, yes, I look pretty rough. But my ovaries fought back this morning so getting dressed decently was not a priority.
Great news I took pics last night
Warning: most of them are of you peeing while I take selfies
"The cab driver felt bad for us so he stopped to buy us chocolates. That counts as a valentine!"
So it's safe to say that it's all down hill from here
Do you mean easy livin or downward spiral of alcoholism and disappointment
I'm batshit crazy. I don't know how you guys keep forgetting that
I accidentally left my shirt at my booty calls house. He washed it & hung it up for me in his closet. I can't decide if that's sweet or creepy
I'm glad we smoked together,that was probs the biggest sibling bonding we will ever have.
New rock bottom. Woke up at 7 am fully clothed in a bathtub full of water. I hate myself.
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