i literally laid in bad for an hour last night thinking of what i'm going to name my cats when i become a cat lady.
I got "discovered a new religion high" last night
he like comes into my room and is like..."can you fix my pants" and then just drops trou
I have no idea where we are. But it doesn't look dirty so I don't think we are in jersey yet
thought i was the most hungover person in class until i saw a kid puke into his bookbag...he wins
Yep. How's your hangover?
It's like I fucked its sister and it's getting back at me.
I can't say "baby i'm to high to talk to you" in Starbucks.
I'm going as either a recovering alcoholic, or as a guy who came to the party straight from work. Too literal?
Please come and kill me with a brick you dont even have to be nice about it just smash myfucking skull in this is the worst hangover ive had for at least a week
Move ovrr Titanoc and all you others. Heres the real tale of woe. This ladys failed search for boozdy goodnezs.
Now accepting any stories about my adventures last night, in particular why my knuckles are bleeding.
I need five more minutes of sobbing.. AND THEN I will get back to studying
She's currently doing somersaults across the kitchen floor without underwear on. We may not make it to the bar.
Tempting guys with beer and cheese. How Midwestern are we?
just got back. in my inebriated state i broke an ugly lamp and was sent to the store (still drunk) to get a new one. just spent last half hour in isle 3 of dollar general surounded by more ugly lamps and trying not to throw up on each and every single one.
Randomize
