Spring semester is just not the same w/o you
at home by myself drinkin the left over champagne from my party... who says my birthday has to end?
And just when I was about to fall asleep, he hit me in the face, and claimed he's a "violent sleeper".
Do you know how awkward it is to call the bar from last night and ask if they found my leggings?
What if this is the rest of my life? Sitting at the bar waiting for someone to play Single Ladies
Laying on my kitchen floor and the lights just got brighter... I just died or there was a power surge. Based on the amount of booze I drink both are possible.
It wasn't like a party or anything. They played PlayStation and talked about sports. Then I threw up on his porch.
I am about to embark upon a south Boston wedding....
Hydrate.
You forgot the part where I played Slip and Slide with my own puke and fucked up my knee.
Where the condoms are as broken as my dreams
I have to shave my legs first. I'm afraid tiny woodland creatures will fly out if he tries touches them.
I walked into Anna's room this morning and she was like teary eyed, with pizza sauce all over the place
I walked in..crop dusted the whole place then asked her if she wanted to go to a place that smells better.
You were always a thinker
Until you've snorted cocaine at 6am before your nursing school clinicals birthing babies you're not on my level
The car smells like weed is an understatement.
Randomize
