i threw up in a trash can last night at kellys irish times. but in a trash can because i'm a lady
So i decided to deal with the awkwardness of last night by making out with all three of them
Okay you totally passed out. Ask me about the bike parking garage and the expired baby formula in the morning.
Fuck positive energy. I choose drinking instead,
You were doing downward dog and puking off my deck at the same time.
Things I love twice as much when drunk: Taco Bell. Office chairs that roll. Classes.
Maybe it's cuz you slapped him with a pancake last night
I was running around taking people's drinks at the bar and just dumping it into my Gatorade bottle screaming roofies.
He said "you speak American pretty good for a Canadian" and it took everything in me to still fuck him. Dry spell ended btw
If she "comes out" to me I guess I'll high five her. That's pretty much my response to everything these days.
He also reminds me slightly of a pirate which i find strangely attractive
logically I know i should probably study somewhere outside my dorm room, but if I do that then I cant drink and smoke half as much while i study
It's my day off, I'm going to Target to check out Moms in yoga pants
I mean, I let him sleep with me after we both ate taco bell sober... That's kinda like love, right?
Looking back, we probably shouldn't have chased alcohol with more alcohol
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