Afterall, it is the real San Francisco treat
another moral hangover. fuck.
a girl just showed up to class in a zip up hoddie and sweat pants. said she over slept. i guess she got hot and unzipped it , it was only then she realized was sleeping without a shirt or bra.
he just found out the funeral is this morning so i'm wearing last night's clothes and look like a total slut.
I don't care if you go out, because at the end of the night I know i'll be the one fucking you.
that was completely unnecessary, true, but unnecessary
I was to drunk to drive all the way up there, so we just had rough phone sex instead
There was a canoe full of alcohol. It was literally a boat load of fun
Hey remember that time you called a woman a "man in a dress" and then threw up in a drinking fountain?
It's 2:10 am I am sprawled on the floor of the kitchen drunk and eating cold chicken wings come help
My purse is like an anchor I can't move I am sliding around like an over turned turtle send help
This floor is really dirty send a maid if you can
Clothes make me feel like a responsible adult and that's just not something I'm ready to handle.
Oh goddamn. That a super downer Tuesday reality right there. Just hit me with the cold, hard, nasty facts.
I figure blowing aggressively into a harmonica is better than screaming, "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU SOCIOPATHIC SUCCUBUS" to my sister, in the middle of an auditorium, during my mothers college graduation ceremony.
Thx for last night. I've never had so much fun while being told my life decisions are questionable at best.
I got all the way to work before I realized there were Trojans in my bra.
I still dont see how i drunkenly impressed your mom
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