Vomit. Vomit. Whatever. You wear a tiara in public.
This is getting serious. I keep forgetting what's in my vagina.
Too much gin, very little bucket
Pretty girls always come out on top. Or bottom. Whatever. Point is we come out with their boyfriends.
so we were pounding it out and someone knocked on the wall and was shouting at us
that didnt stop you
nope
you guys are cousins why the FUCK are your pants off
threw up during christmas carols. the audience at the church seemed to immediately know i was a college student
Im gonna need you to always be ready for drinking or this will never work. grow up peter pan.
Being home sucks. I haven't drank in like a week. Or smoked cigs. Or done drugs. Or had sex. My body is shutting down.
Omg. It's like you're one of those deprived kids living in a third world country. We need to save you.
Day #3 of being the only sober person at the bar. This is depression.
like seriously. this whole place is the shit. like i can move clouds. no other way to explain it but i can fucking move clouds.
I feel like everyone in class can tell we had a threesome last weekend.
Well, I got fired yesterday. At least I already paid for my Adele tickets.
Don't worry I sent a creepy stalker message to a guy I slept with 6 years ago, Sunday Funday rock bottom
He just ate a tooth whitening strip...
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