I don't care how bad it tastes, i just put it in my mouth and deal with it
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
all of your clothes are in the front law. btw..sprinklers go on in 20 minutes
There are 3 pics of me on my camera, naked, wearing only an apron, scooping ice cream.
Jeff just maced a waitress...it's way too early for this.
She thought someone was breaking in but when I said it was me she got even angrier and threw a coffee mug at my head.
I'm over this relationship. I'm just going to get drunk all day, wake up in a puddle of my own vomit again, and go on with my life
what kind of one night stand wants to walk you home in the morning? whole diff kind of walk of shame.
Some lady old enough to be our mom took us home, made me eggs and he still got some. Where do I claim my best wingman/sister trophy?
Douche bag was crowd surfing, sack punched him. Crowd carried him away in a ball of agony. LIFE=COMPLETE.
I think I'm done drinking. How did we end up partying at a frat house with my mom...
Oh, also as a concerning side note, my bra had drops of blood on it. So I don't know what the deal was, but someone I was around was definitely bleeding a decent amount.
Do you remember peeing in the sink while I was throwing up?
No ma'am, I do not. I found a video of us trying to do a trust fall though. Emphasis on the trying.
I think I fucked the doubts about us out of him
I just walked in on my dad beating it.. There's not a fucking therapist in ARKANSAS that can help me with that!
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