Nothing too bad. Lost a stuffed horse on a stick and tore my clothes off. Again.
peeing in bathroom at penn station and the homeless man next to me is combing his beard with a fork...god I love new york
I must say, I don't like the act of throwing up, but the feeling after is quite delightful
Now there are nude photos of that bangin hot Russian spy chick...this is officially the best scandal ever.
thinking back, the fact that our bartender was missing a finger shouldve been hint number one not to let him pick our drinks
Tried to steal a keytar from my hook up's house.
Exactly. So he deserves crazy "thanks for keeping me out of jail" sex. Or an "I'm glad your excessive cocaine habit had some positive outcomes" blowjob.
If by date you mean washing Pizza house down with a bottle of wine, then yes I have a date.
Drunkness level: fluent in olde norse
I don't think you understand what laundry day means. I am wearing a swimsuit as underwear and my spanish club tshirt from junior high
I drank enough to tranq a steed. You really missed out
I smell like lime and condoms and I really want a waffle. Fuk
I guess I look like the kind of girl who would buy edible, weed-infused lube.
reason #1 why i should never live alone: i haven't put pants on since she left 26 hours ago. and ive made spaghetti 3 times.
Wall of shame with a backpack full of beer bottles, cowboy hat in hand, and a handlebar mustache. I was applauded by a passing car
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