problem. drunk. stepbrother hitting on me again. help.
he wasnt completely random
you're right. you met him once and didnt know his name. you still dont
i get things done.
brass monkey on radio. cant stop dancing.
you insisted on breathalizing me with a inhaler.
If she wants to think that freshman 15 means sleeping with 15 guys than so be it I just gotta make sure I'm one of them.
pretty sure I called you last night to sing Hebrew to you.
I've already reverted to sweat pants. And lonely drinking.
THAT IS NOT SOMETHING YOU TELL SOMEBODY THE FIRST TIME YOU MEET THEM IN THE DARK.
Sometimes I think I'm witty and funny, and then I realize it 3pm and I'm drunk
Do you still have "be bumpin" written on your ass in glitter pen? Who brings a glitter pen to a bar? Or pulls there ass out for that matter...
you start one little fire by the lake and the police want to talk to you all night...
Pre-chapter meeting quote: "Why is there a bun literally taped to the shelf? That doesn't even make sense when you're drunk, who does that?"
I'm at the nutcracker high as shit. It's so beautiful. I cried.
I'm turning into an adult here.
Adults touch each other's special zones.
Remind me to do laundry tomorrow so i have something decent to take off when i get laid.
Randomize
