I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
bowling with tennis balls and shot glasses. whatever you dont knock down after 2 rolls, you drink.
New realization: eye makeup remover takes sharpie off boobs
just scratched off #34 on my list of things to do before age 30 - drunk in a helicopter.
I came home drunk to my night light on and a Hershey's bar on my bed. Mom knows me too well.
You know, I never expected to find myself with a roommate who I'd have to ask not to have sex while I'm in the room. And yet, here we are.
and she is using the paper towels as a pillow... but you know what? i've done that too.. so u can really tell we are sisters.
I just saw an appointment in my phone called "it's been a month" I think I drunkly did that after I slept with Paul to remind myself to check if I got knocked up... I'm smarter drunk than sober.
It's not really the holidays until I raid the medicine cabinet. Happy hydrocodone to me
And a merry methadone to all
He said I act like a cross between a kindergartener and a high 70 year old man. Which is inacurate because it fails to account for the disco obsession.
well I got an eye infection from a stripper motorboating me but overall it was a great weekend
HE WILL NEVER BE ONE OF US. HE WILL NEVER BE A DECENT, GOD-FEARING WHORE.
You sluts I'm so proud of you. You're both wearing underwear.
Just a little drinking. So much fun and love. The world is a shiny wonderful sphere in the sky so why shouldn't we celebrate?
I literally ended up in this basement and was tangoing w my friend and then I peed in a supply closet and had to be put to bed
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