Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
Don't judge me. Haven't eaten all day so I'm in my room sticking my finger in peanut butter, then jam, then my mouth.
Sometimes I wish I could open my skin and just take a little peek at my liver. You know, just to see if it's rotten yet or still perfect looking.
I can only get completely wasted and hungry two more times and then we're out of fritos.
So my OCD kicked in and I cleaned his kitchen. His roommates were so grateful, they tried to pay me in weed.
YOU ACCEPTED, RIGHT?
I'm really really gonna try not to at least one night. The 4 day thanksgiving bender almost killed me last year
just thought you should know it took me an hour and a half to make soup. I had to keep laying on my kitchen floor. being 21 is hard.
Today needs to die. The mail delivery guy watched me throw up in my yard while taking my chihuahua out in Christmas pajamas at noon. Low point in my life.
In his defense he just bought a bong like a week ago so he's still in that honeymoon phase.
My mom is wine drunk and on painkillers. As invigorating as that conversation was, it was also a dark glimpse into my future
Sure. But we have to be quiet.
Ninja mode activated
I need a drink and a shade of lipstick that will put the fear of God in a man's heart.
That's a really terrible idea.
Awesome I'm gonna do it then, thanks for the input
There’s so much sex at the hospital I’m beginning to think scrubs were invented to make duty booty easier
He ate me out on the front lawn of the post office. The people in the office across the road definitely got a show!
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