Its about making memories worth repressing
I'm like connect-the-dots of drunk. Whiskey, bourbon, vodka, rum, gin. The hidden picture is me faceplanting.
today's the one month anniversary of me not giving anyone head. can you tell me you're proud
it's sad that this is a milestone
Hey man sorry, can't talk. I'm already taking risks by ripping the bong on this conference call.
Btw, I'm creating an event on fb to celebrate the one yr anniversary since we went to jail.
We're trying to decide between cracker barrel an the ER
So then I proceeded to the kitchen to make my "specialty," which consisted of a frozen veggie burger topped with peanut butter. I guess he ate it too.
If I come home tho and find u passed out naked in my bed with the bottle of crown empty, we're gonna have issues.
I'm sorry, I can't help the fact that I like to sleep naked, and I like booze, together it looks bad, yes.
I remember it because it was right after the sadness and right before the sluttiness. The calm before the storm if you will
He showed up at my house, drunk, proclaiming that he needed to fuck me...my dad let him in
ok. i'm ready for you to come back and test the structural integrity of this futon.
You drink too much. You cuss too much. You have questionable morals. You're everything I've ever wanted in a friend.
I feel kind of like we’re in a gang and tonight is one of those “people are gonna know not to fuck with us” type of nights. And then tomorrow I am going to learn to pole dance. I’m not really sure how I got to this point in my life… but I like it.
it wasnt weird until his dog watched upclose as i put a tampon in
He thought reverse cowgirl meant he dressed up as a cowgirl. Honestly, it was more creepy than funny
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