that was after robitussin, alcohol, and chocolate sauce... but before we finished pregaming
I was on top riding him and his friend walks in and watched for a minute before he realized what was going on
I just tried to put my feet in my slippers and found cans of beer in them. Christmas in fucking july.
And this is weird.. I feel slightly less depressed after shitting myself.
I started to trust fall random people on the dance floor
there are chunks of pepperoni under the sheets. can you be here in 10? breakfast in bed?
Yea you just drank all the Hookah water, then started talking gibberish about the Kool Aid you just drank.
we have to top last new years. except im not ready for jail. that can wait a couple years
Like do you hear me I PUKED IN MY OWN HANDS AND HE STILL SAID I WAS GORGEOUS
Worrying about "What smells like cat pee?" is so much easier than worrying about "What am I doing with my life?"
woke up in a random sweater in a random bed in a random house on a street I don't recognize..
also, I vaguely remember swapping shirts with some random guy on the dance floor.
Yeah, but I think it would be a little awkward to explain to Mom that the girl I brought for lunch is not my girlfriend but just a fuck buddy who I met after she hit and totaled my car last month.
I can't remember if I puked before or after the shots of absinthe. Or why I thought shots of absinthe was a good idea.
...I just melted into my bed. I am one with the bed. I am 600 thread count.
You were in no condition to manage a 3-way.
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