All I remember from last night is puking up a box of cheeze-its and the building catching on fire.
i saw like six of her guido cousins in the jersey shore trailer alone. her family is having a dinner party for the premiere tonight.
His shirt was in the kitchen sink this morning, I'm pretty sure my roommates know.
I figured it out. hungover me hates drunk me, drunk me hates sober me, and sober me hates being sober. so yes, were blacking out tonight.
Where else am I to apply my creativity?
I don't know. Anywhere productive and not involving sex toys would be a start.
she showed up with nothing but olive garden breadsticks in her purse.
Despite fighting the urge to vomit throughout the whole thing, I think that interview went really well!
Clusterfucked is a frowned upon word in work related emails
Just made a Xanax and ginger ale smoothie. Oh Thursday you are good to me..
Just think Febushuary. A whole month of 70's esque bush! This is the dream
Ive fucked up. im like a feral dog rabidly chasing an infrequent dream amidst a cataclysm of disaster
Can't believe we're making vacation plans with the guy we had a threesome with
Well, I got drunk and told my family about what I expected sexually after a good first date.
My goal tonight is to be arrested by the Police Women of Cincinnati.
and eventually we just all took our pants off
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