All drunkenness aside, confirm u are alive
just woke up. wallet empty. bottle empty. tattoo in pen on my arm. smell like bad sex. woke up alone. and wall-e is playing on my computer. need answers.
so basically i'm the" little sister", he's the "big brother" and we just fucked
Stop. You don't mean that. Tequila might mean that. But you don't mean that.
I just used my 7th grade year book to figure out who I hooked up with last night. Being home is magical.
I hate him and his pretentious your-sleeping-in-the-wet-spot look.
Ive never seen one person more proud of themselves of peeing in public and getting away with it.
Just watched my entire extended family eat salad out of the bowl i threw up in last night.
We got way too high so we're sitting in the parking lot of the movies trying to figure out what bar to go to
40s are totally the cure
I grinded with the guy who brought the scooter, I'm leaving with success
I knew it was love when he told me he wants to see me have multiple orgasms in one night
you stood in front of the mirror for 20 minutes and finally said, "he can hear everything i'm saying inside my head. we need to leave." now try and tell me there is no such thing as too high.
Being drunk at Chick-fil-A is a dystopian experience
Unless your name is actually "Ticfj" like my phone says, I have no idea who you are...
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