I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
Walking home still drunk in snow. Snowflakes are my only hydration..Need moreee
Legit I think I might have gotten hepatitis C from licking the window of that last cab.
The fact that when I blacked in you were sober enough to kick me out of your roommates bed makes me question our friendship.
remember our old mantra: why can't life be as easy as we are?
Im still alive. Just can't talk. Or move. No need to worry
Well his dad was his wingman, so I had to fuck him. I didnt want his dad to think that he was doing a bad job and I was drunk enough to think he was doing a good job.
Score one for dad.
those were not strange pants with a really large waist band...it took me 3 days to realize I was wearing someone's sweater as pants
Wall of shame with a backpack full of beer bottles, cowboy hat in hand, and a handlebar mustache. I was applauded by a passing car
I'm in his bed with no pants on and he's just eating a sloppy joe
Never thought an ATM max withdrawal could be such a good thing...
Well, at least you look pretty when you're disgusted
You know tonight's gonna be a good night when your already planning on sleeping in a trunk
burned my penis with a sauteed onion again.
Thinking and hoping ice cream is the answer to my problems
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