how did your night go?
he asked for my myspace name.
my drunken desire to be gossip girl continues to ruin friendships for me
this study room smells like vodka
the study room thinks the same about you
My mom seriously just told me my insurance company pays for rehab. In an email. I expect a real, not just us joking, intervention coming on. I'm not accepting a "lunch date" with that bitch.
Apparently the last thing they remember of me was me stumbing into a bathroom, then falling out 5 minutes later clutching a butter knife repeating "ketamine goes in my face hole"
Steve just broke his bong and some kid in an american flag bathing suit and no shirt just fell down the stairs. Its dangerous here
i'm having taco bell mild sauce and tums for breakfast because i'm hungover and thats all i can find. it's like thanksgiving up in here
It's been over a year since we've been get-so-drunk-you-throw-beer-cans-at-fat-girls-drunk together. That needs to change.
I decided it might be a good time to stop when he requested I "bring that pussy over here"
Had to decide between a hook up at the train restroom or getting to work on time #growingup
ok I know you arent happy with the way we ended but paying someone to pass me an STD is TOTALLY FUCKED!!!
I just used a box o wine to refill a bottle o wine to more effectively drunk clean
Well waking up naked, covered in Chex mix is not how I planned to start my Wednesday if that's what you're getting at.
I HAVE A STRAIGHT LINE ACROSS MY ASS ABOUT THE WIDTH OF A SLIM JIM. ERICA!
No, no... It was great. I feel like my liver took a vodka shower and washed it's hair with pabst
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