i soberly give you permission to do that to me when im drunk
dude totally just got the jungle juice out of my white top. i am really ready to be a trophy wife.
then she said "on the count of three I think we should apologize to eachother"
I don't remember. I remember laying in the trunk of a car. For hours.
Sometimes I seriously wonder if I could get away with vodka Sundays at work. Cuz this red bull feels naked.
i can now proudly say that ive peed off of a balcony overlooking the pacific ocean AND a balcony overlooking the atlantic ocean
id say bad/good trip...at first I wanted to claw off my skin... but then when i tried i ended up tickling myself for an hour.
I am 100% planning on being drunk on Wednesday. This is America. Work or no work.
So now I'm lying here in bed taking notes from Teen Mom... I fucked up
so i EARNED it!?! i EARNED dying alone with cats!!?
Ever since we've gotten back together, it's like the ghosts of booty call's past have been hitting me up. Lol.
you wouldn't let anybody come in after ten. everybody was standing outside and you just yelled "BEING PUNCTUAL IS IMPORTANT" and slammed the door. i dont think you should be allowed to have parties anymore
it concerns me that i was already that drunk at 10
FUCK YOU VODKA I'M TRYING TO ADULT RIGHT NOW
I love the barter system - he got laid and I got him to bring me some ibuprofen. A win-win really.
Oh and people at work think i got knocked up so my gay roomie is claiming it as his lol
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