White coat. Heels.
gin and tonic in a mug. no limes so im using canned madarin oragnes. classy or trashy?
homeless.
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
i've noticed that whenever i have to ask myself "would i be doing this if i was sober?" the answer is probably no.
She texted her brother about how much she loved his hot tub. He responded three days later that he wasn't aware he owned a hot tub.
I think I just used lyrics from the Sister Sister theme song to let a guy down easy...
I like to balance the number of cups of coffee to bong rips in the morning before work.
That man gives me hope. I can't help it. And by "hope" I mean "wood."
Well, my eyeball is red and the rest of my eye is black. Oh the joys of drinking with u. PS- I laid in a pile of sawdust. it was ok at the time.
i woke up with fake boobs glued on my chest and a large black dildo on my hand. then i had to dress myself and walk home. people saw.
I solemnly swear I will not get your boyfriend puke in public drunk again
Yeah I blacked out in a wiener costume.... I think I'm ready to come home now.
Already doing pt exercises by picking my margarita up off the night stand. Fuck yeah.
He fucked me so hard my hair extensions fell out
i out mim tonsoeep
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