I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
yeah it's now facebook official. i can no longer pretend shes my girl on the side
apparently i was offering everyone ambien and shouting, it's only like heath ledger if you want it to be!
oh God, I have a dick of a middle schooler
So I got a little fucked up on the punch, and made out with the family friend. Which is apparently morally reprehensible. I don't get that.
so she sprained her ankle somehow and her friend had to carry her out while all 7 of us watched. do we even need to vote on that or is that automatic induction into the hall of shame?
you were crying and trying to give advice to people.. that's was a new level of drunk for you
I think I sprained my soul last night
Why are there hooting douchebags outside my building? Did a sport happen again?
We knew it was a good time to leave when you spilt the salsa on the ground and were trying to put it back in the jar with your hands
I saw a crackhead in a ballerina outfit riding a bike while waving her hands and one leg in the air. Never seen such talent in my life
i was in burrito mode and too drunk to move. no fucks were given. none.
And then we can spend New Year's Day sprawled across the tiles watching greys anatomy and puking into the bushes over the balcony. It'll be great
My conscious state is steadily increasing towards drunkenness.
If hypothetically I needed to puke on the bus... how would I go about doing this.
Randomize
