final count. 18 beers. 4 shots baileys. 2 shots vodka. 1 glass champagne. vomited in the yard after losing my phone in a field for 8 hours. Possibly played tag with myself
yes we were fucking thats why i put "watching a movie" in quotations
just spent all of my last class as a college student, vomiting in the bathroom. its moments like these i will cherish
I feel like someone was just looking at my memory and took out an eraser and was like "nope he doesnt need that"
He came on my chin and called me cumbledore. i give up.
I would explain the ketchup stains in the bed to him but saying I just got my period is so much less embarrassing...
I lost my phone so I put sticky notes all over my roommates body asking her to wake me up at 7:00 AM.
I stopped understanding conversations unrelated to vodka two vodkas ago.
Peeing in public by noon, this is not a good indicator for the day.
he turned down sex AND sandwiches. who the hell does that?!
I woke up and took my shirt off, and there was what I was assume to be pieces of tree in my chest hair. Any ideas about that one?
Me, him and the recently stolen carpet walked down the road and into the strip club. We had to check the carpet with our coats, it didn't mind missing out too much, later the door guy at Subway held carpet during late night sandwich selection.
I last recall trying to play piano and asking justin for drugs. I would like to think I then gracefully laid down on the couch and shut my eyes like a sleeping kitten.
Did my dad just see you doing a walk of shame?
Yup I waved.
It was sweet, he carried me out of my bathroom after I passed out, built me a pillow fort so I wouldn't roll out of bed, set a glass of water on the table, and brought me a mixing bowl to puke in. Totally a sign we're more than just fuckbuddies.
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