only if we run a train.
done.
so after he got his stomach pumped, he asked for a smoking room.
i DID NOT walk around with my knees bent and my hands behind my back with long spandex and underarmour pretending to be Apollo Ono
he kept telling me that god made these magical balloons called condoms
Okay Im going to go have some sex apparently. I hope this chick is prepared the zero effort Im going to put into it.
I was lying there too hungover to move when my dog jumped onto my bed and set half a calzone on my pillow. Best. Dog. Ever.
His tongue was like Jesus himself was blessing my boobs for eternal ecstasy.
I'm not so sure Jesus approves of such activities, but ok.
I have migrated to the couch. Minimal movement is still happening, but I should be mobile enough to go to the liquor store by eight.......so that good.
That chick went from zero to shitshow in only 6 shots.
I cut myself stripping on your car. Probably a profession I shouldn't pursue
Sean slept in the bushes beside my house again. Any reason he kept screaming/slurring 'it was all a bunch of goddamn lies' through out the night?
I achieved the level of drunk I wanted even with the length of dress I was in..
I made a powerpoint to trip to.
you are so studious.
Drinks have officially taken priority over self-respect, and I'm not even all that torn up about it.
How high do u want to get? Just kind of high or yelling at swans high...
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