I'm like connect-the-dots of drunk. Whiskey, bourbon, vodka, rum, gin. The hidden picture is me faceplanting.
Guy passed out in the lobby with a keychain sharpie hanging from his belt loop. 1 guest came in and wrote on him, then others saw and got in line. I'm not waking him up.
I vomited in the sink and my bra was in there...I don't even have words to describe this hangover confusion
It's official drugs can't kill me
And theres a reasonable expectation that if you're fighting over a pair of yoga pants on the ground at VS someones gonna videotape it
You look cute and you are awesome. And that means something coming from a judgmental bitch
Then he claimed me as his prize for 3rd place in a wing eating contest. Too romantic.
This is a sacred holiday in the land of the free! I do what I want!
Heres a quick tip! When getting black out head from your girlfriend dont come to and say "wait... wheres my girlfriend"
I smelled him yesterday and almost relapsed he's like cocaine
I wish I could have a tequila IV with me all the time. Intravenous tequila intoxication.
Just had to double check that I had pants on. THAT kind of weekend.
He tried to get me to go back to his place on the condition that he has 6 cats. I was very tempted but I said no. Hoping to go see the cats tomorrow
I told him I was studying his body for art, so now I have to actually do a drawing of him to not look like a creep and so we can hook up again.
Honestly, this social distancing bullshit is giving me a good excuse for drinking alone.
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