So it's 10:55am and I just woke up on the floor in the hallway on the4th floor. There should probably be no moredrinking competetions.
remember that night we drank a bottle of vodka and went to mcdonalds and ordered everything on the dollar menu, twice?
we can't do that now- first b/c they got rid of that menu and 2 b/c we are broke now. damn this recession.
This is why I shouldn't be left alone with liquor and anticipation.
Learn some fucking English or leave me alone! "Your" is for something that belongs to you, like 'your herpes'. And "you're" is a contraction for "you are", like "you're not sleeping with me".
my phone vibrated itself into my puke bucket and literally sizzled. you'll have to reach me at this number for a while.
remember the good old days of high school when a half gal would last for more than a nite
when i woke up this morning i blew my nose and ash came out.. i'm not sure what to make of this.
Take this only to mean that we love you, but we're having a serious, half-hour, hypothetical discussion about how far we think we could throw you.
For some reason there are two like 10 year old black girls crumping at the bar. I feel like I'm in a missy elliot video.
Dear sober self: your car keys are in the glove compartment, your car is outside the church. I hope you're reading this from your own bed instead of someone else's.
Mom said you looked used
It's just good to know that when I drink like a twenty year old I still act like one.
I apparently got up in the middle of the night after fucking him and started looking for you under piles of his clothing
I just did a walk of shame on my own block. one of the old neighbors saw and greeted me "good morning, girl next door"
I'm wandering around outside asking things if they are god
Randomize
