problem. drunk. stepbrother hitting on me again. help.
I told him to come back in 5mins cause i needed to take a few more shots before i could talk to him
Woke up this morning on my couch at 6am fully dressed including heels, holding half a corn dog. I called you last night when I was buying the corn dog from a street vendor, I think.
I am in love with you.
I drank myself into bisexuality again.
One last question would your parents let me sleep in your bathtub for the night?
4 months of living in europe has taught me the art of making a drunken stumble look like a dance move
i decided i'll just settle for a gay guy who can manage to fuck me like the straight guys do. but here i go again, talking about my dream man.
His dad asked what he was doing so he texted his FATHER a picture of me wearing his shirt in his bed.
constantly striving to make life awkward and more complicated, one drunk bone at a time.
we used the fire extinguisher you had been cuddling with to decorate the cop car while they were inside arresting everyone
I'm drinking wine from the cap of my laundry detergent container, wearing my bed sheet as a cape. How do you think I'm taking it?
By the end of the first quarter he was so hammered he was pouring beer into the crockpot with the miniature hot dogs and BBQ sauce saying he loved the supper bowl and he loves taking mini weinies to the face
Im part way to drunk.
You walked in on us hooking up, hugged me, high fived him and unhooked my bra.. You claimed to be helping
I told him I might be pregnant and he said he'd buy me a test and a twix bar. I'm marrying him. Tomorrow.
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