Can you pinpoint the moment you decided it was acceptable to trade blow jobs for beers or was it a gradual slide?
She made me be the little spoon then she pretended to be a jet pack for an hour straight
Of course drinkings involved. They don't call it alcoholism because we eat too many skittles.
I experienced pure joy just moments ago when I looked down and saw that I had another pop tart to consume down my mouth hole.
They didn't have a "sorry I was late for your birthday party because I was getting arrested" card.
I can't tell if I'm getting better at doing my online spanish hw drunk or if my teacher is just grading on creativity. Either way that senoritas gettin an applebees gift card when i graduate.
I woke up tied to my bed while she was in the corner staring at me while eating cereal. Interesting night!
Got done with class, now I'm buying MD 2020 with the ex. Sure feels like college.
I have not brushed my hair. I'm wearing a yoga hoodie. I look like I slept in a gutter somewhere. Today is going to be a good day.
Also my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall
Well, she chose the fuckboy life or the life chose her. Not sure which one but either way I don't need that negativity in my life.
He fucked my brains out then fed me cheese and peanut butter. I might be in love.
The bar brought brought it upon themselves, they played billy joels piano man before closing, it's not our fault the bar isn't a bar anymore, right?
I was just seen throwin up on the bookstore building near a trashcan by parents. Naturally I throw a thumbs up and say go college
You got up in the middle of a sentence, puked, came out and poured another glass of wine and continued your story.
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