I fucked **** last night, don't tell mike
this is mike. we're done.
i don't plan on having that self control this summer
I wish I has some fucking Fairy God Parents, I want a kit kat so bad.
You said that we had to leave the party together and proceeded to repeat the "ducks fly together" speech from The Mighty Ducks word for word. Soon the whole party was quite and started chanting quack..quack...quack..
all i remember is screaming butter knifes are for pussies.
I was in bed at 845. Affairs take a lot out of people
I'm not saying going to the volleyball games drunk on Tuesday night was a bad idea I'm just saying we shouldn't make a routine of it.
I pretty much just threw a bunch of clothes and my vodka in a bag..idk where I'm gonna end up tonight but I'm prepared.
Still had my bottle opener ring on. Started to give him a hand job. LOL
after that, he'll be sure to remember me. i'll probably forget him, but that's the way it should be.
he texted me at 3am asking for "one of my famous blowjobs"
sorry bout that man. went out to pay the pizza boy, ended up hooking up with some random drunk girl that thought i was someone else
Passing out is my livers way of protecting my mind.
Sunday is the day of rest.
As in, whatever liquor is left after last night, you have to drink the rest.
that is our friendship pylon, do not lose it
fuck you.
DO NOT LOSE IT
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