You should ask if we are margaritasing tomorrow. and yes i did just turn that into a verb
you should be back in the room by now but just so you know. you passed out at the black jack table and they wheel chaired you out. strip club in about 45 minutes. game face bro.
i told you that I felt like my feet were melting into the ground and you starting blowing on them to put out the "invisible fire". thanks friend.
You were laying in bed whispering and crying to the half eaten burrito saying "why am I shitting so much" and "what did I do to deserve this"
on a scale of 1 to 'no sex' how busy are you this week?
apparently the last bar didn't like my halloween costume with syringes filled with whiskey
I have no idea why I said that. I have no idea why anything happened last night, I broke my toaster making a egg. I'm going to quit drinking.
I mean nobody wants to admit they ate 9 cans of ravioli but i did and i am not ashamed of myself
took off my bra and popcorn fell out of it. im gonna puke at this wedding...
somehow I feel like "adventures with cocaine and molly" wouldn't be an appropriate "How I Spent My Spring Break" essay topic.
You opened the door to your apartment and shrieked "THE CHAIR IS GONE!" then punted a bag of votive candles
Trying to figure out why my back is hurting. And then I remember I got fucked up against a tree last night
You spent the whole night conversing with your zombie poster, so I'd say you were pretty far gone.
My friends got engaged today and I learned the techniques of going upside down on a stripper pole. I'm not really sure who won...
I can't wait to see you again. It will be like when we first started dating- but with less clothes.
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