another moral hangover. fuck.
I just woke up in my closet, wearing a pink cowboy hat and a pink thong...
I want my thong back.
I hate you tequila.
Just wrote a paper about alcohol abuse that sounded like my weekend...
They were like stripper heels, except business stripper heels, the kind strippers would wear to court.
I woke up pulling sunflower seeds out of my vagina. That kind of night.
I think I've lost the thrill of being a slut. It's just that the newness has worn off, I think.
i can recognize that vagina from a mile away
It started out just like any other night: was watching a Zach Effron movie, drinking tequila out of a water bottle. I don't understand how this got out of hand.
We're knee deep in HJ's right now.
So high I started crying because I was proud of Snoop Dogg for becoming Snoop Lion
WHAT KIND OF SELF RESPECTING 28 YEAR OLD WOMAN WAKES UP IN A FRAT HOUSE?!?'
The cougar kind?
Monday funday. I brushed my teeth with antibacterial soap. hangover I did not have.
A picture of a damn cupcake brought back 3 fuckboys
Nothing like being naked and confused and clutching a scented candle...at least I woke up in my own bed though.
Were not even through the second month of the year and I potentially may have torpedoed a marriage...
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