you don't remember? you called me at 330 crying because you were in the middle of having sex with corey and forgot his name. all you kept saying was i'm a drunk bitch.
Apparently I was playing rock paper scissors against myself for 2 hours in the bathroom mirror.
you inspire me to be a worse person
If you could smell my eyes you'd understand the whole story
Ryab! Make hr wtop. Mshe make sme speee. I don want to pee. I want sev. He was so igbad. Redpo.
Does anyone know why "math wizard" is written on my arm?
We just leapfrogged all the way to the bar.
My Yoga instructor is playing the music from 'Requiem for a Dream' it makes me very reluctant to put my ass in the air
Well who could blame her. I would run away from me if I could.
I didn't know. I guess I really haven't had that much time for drinking lately. I mean, outside drinking at home/work.
He's going to find out eventually, but really what's he going to do? Cry about it and buy another fucking kitten??
I need to stop agreeing to hang out with people when I'm drunk.
No. There is no way we have to stoop so low as to ask your dad for weed. There has to be an alternative.
Eating pizza in the bath tub while watching a romantic comedy alone. I reached a new level of single.
Ugh. All the good hoes are in their third trimester.
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