And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
This is so stupid. Now I have to call the party planner and tell her that the break up party is off. They decided to get back together.
Well, I just watched him puke into his pitcher at the bar, I doubt he cares about anything other than the fact that he needs a new beer.
I am sweating out the vodka to make room for the whiskey tonight.
I have a music final in an hour so I put all the classical songs we need to know in a shower power hour playlist, beer included.
we got cut off at 8 am. He spilled his drink three times on the plane. this should be one hell of a vegas trip
Come down. You're the next contestant on this bowl.
We were dancing and she was clawing my stomach like a fat kid getting to a half broken pinata.
she said she walked into the kitchen and i was sitting ass naked on the floor chugging her parents vodka.
Let me be the vehicle for you to live out your slutty half-gay dreams.
I don't know. I wanna do you but I also want a cheeseburger.
Somehow I became in charge of getting my mother laid? This can't be my life? Lol
I went to the hospital to have my arm checked out, and they already knew the story. They gave me props for posting photos on facebook before even coming to the hospital.
I need a sign that says “please don’t make plans with me if I’ve had two or more drinks. I will regret them. I will have bitter feelings towards you. Then I will cancel and feel guilty.”
We could just stay sober.
No! We tried that once.
It sucked.
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