1. No more tequila 2. Why do you let me say slutty things? 3. I woke up and our apartment was covered in cake? 4. Love you
I'M GETTING MARRIED!
YOU'RE STILL MARRIED!
jusi got death stares at taco bell because I asked if Denise was working.
you don't seem to understand just how much pasta i spilled on my bed last night.
I started drinking at around 8.. Started heavily drinking around 815.
Sometimes I send them texts like "I want to make you cry and lick up your tears" just to fuck with them. And THAT is how you get rid of a Stage 5 clinger.
I made a Russian puke. I outdrank a Russian. I am unstoppable.
Well, I just bought plan b with the tips I made from the job that I slept with my manager. So yeah, that's my life. How's yours?
One of your snapchats was of you with a 40oz of Mickeys and the caption: "Deep Throat back in her natural habitat"
saying, "have a good fall!" After fucking a virgin boy is good etiquette, right?
I get off at 11. but they've been letting me go early cuz I've been crying a lot
I've lost every trace of self esteem. Even sneaking a BJ in the coffee room has lost it's luster.
I was very impressed with his ability to carry on a conversation with his friends sitting in the front seat with his hand in my pants, getting a hand job, stoned, with a cigarette in his mouth. I think he's a keeper.
The air I exhale reeks of whiskey and bad decisions
Dude I left his house at 5:30 a.m. after you peed on his front door and then tried to fight me for my blanket. Don't even do that at my house or I will end you.
hahahahaha. Worst. Text. Ever.
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