3 st and 6 ave. One dollar pitchers. Look out world.
an ex called crying about her current BF. convo ended in phone sex. i love emotional wrecks
I woke up with my bra stapled to the ceiling, her dad was in the hallway winking at me. I was the less drunk of the bunch.
I feel as though the word "tired" has become synonymous with "too high to manage the stairs" lately
I was trying to sing daddy wasnt there from austin powers but apparently I was crying and and yelling jibberish...I get to into this shit
You should make it a point to use vocabulary that is competition appropriate around him, like "champion" and "training" and "victory sex"
Idk. Last year there was an ice luge, glow in the dark jungle juice, and lots of naked people. I feel like I'll get pregnant just thinking about going to that party.
I keep confusing the name of her and her dog. Both are appropriate.
I thought I was smashed last night but the girl trying to pee in the fridge had me beat. True story.
Well I never thought in the future I'd be able to say "hey remember that Easter I made porn?"
I literally just skipped to the fridge when I realized we had enough vodka left to get day drunk
I'm drunk and in a paddle boat and my friend won't quit yelling about pandas. Does this ever happen to you?
Plus my parents would be pissed if I spent Thanksgiving in jail... again.
I had a date last night. His dog threw up in his bed while we were having sex in it.
If I say I hate myself for it does it make it any better?
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