My mind said no, but my drink said yes.
theyre doing shots to celebrate her boob jobs anniversary.
doing washington apple shots with my mom. sunday afternoons suddenly got so much better.
It's sad really how 5 am brings with it a distinction from drunken to pathetic.
This exeeds the amount of high I planned on being.
After throwing up in a tequila bottle on my nightstand (still not sure how she did that) she asked if she could slip into something more comfortable.
this is you don't wonder off at 3 am with no pants on. Just stay there and pray to god you don't get arrested for being on school property.
I wish I could walk around this campus with a big stamp that says "Approved" and just stamp girls asses as they pass.
high as fuck. watching parent trap with my mom. keep missing my mouth.
I definitely think in addition to buying paint ball guns this summer we should invest in a breathalyzer. That way every drunk night turns into a competition, who can blow over the legal limit more. The loser gets shot while hungover. Shit goes hand in hand if you ask me.
What was the point of renting a $600 trolley if no one even remembers going to the first bar?
He is really drunk but I just found $20 so it's like I am getting paid to babysit
Tomorrow we start training our livers for St.Patrick's day. May God be with us.
I woke up this morning fully clothed with a dart in my pocket
I don't want to go to sleep. I like partying with myself.
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