I puked the same amount of times as the number of bars i went to last night
About to do something stupid. You'll be my call. Bring bail money.
What kind of soap washes out shame, bad decisions, and whiskey?
Irish Spring?
He moved away. I mourned his dick all of Sunday. I feel a little better now.
so high i just made my own version of grilled cheese using toast and spray cheese
here comes the puke
you can't tell me it's over and send me pics of you and your cat?
I can't figure out if I'm dying from all of the booze still in my system, or from the cement wall.
I like how my motivation to lose weight is so I can wear a nude bikini and get covered in body paint for the tribal party. Priorities.
when i got home she was standing in my front yard not wearing a shirt and halfway crying/ halfway laughing
I mean, except for the part where I was vomiting up pineapple and hot sauce, it was a really fun time.
You know getting black out drunk at a cats birthday party should have been my lowest point drinking wise but some how I feel like last night was some how worse
I just fell down my stairs, guess that's how my sunday is gonna go
Yea and there’s destruction when we’re together, mostly of our livers but W/e
She's celebrating a tinder-match-aversary and I'm not about that.
It's a weird kind of sexy when a guy has a bunkbed with his roommate
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