We named our saturday intramural dodgeball team "we're hungover". Pretty much just an excuse to fuel my alcoholism on friday nights.
I can trace it back to that drunken night where we peed on each other in the shower.
so I'm coping with getting the "I'm not over my ex" bomb dropped on me by getting drunk and yelling at people while wearing a purple princess hat
hey, this is the ginger girl from the party...i've thought about it and I wanna join the american girl drinking team
Those were the days I had no morals... Dark times.
Shall we take a trip back?
I take it that, because we are not guzzling a box of franzia, everything went alright?
I think you're too young for vagina rejuvenation but I guess you have never been one to listen. Sounds good! You bring the Percocet ill bring the vodka!
Can we just talk about how awesome I am. I just slept with a new guy while listening to the previous guys bands cd.
No we don't really celebrate valentines day, we just use it as an excuse to drink 3 bottles of red wine and fuck for a few hours.
drinking vodka, listening 2 smh at 530am slow cooking beef stew. you'll enjoy the stew and worry abt me in the morning. bon apatite
Build a thousand brigdes, lick one butthole. What am I remembered for? Buttholelicking.
Regardless of your intentions, deep throating a Twinkie is NOT sexy. You owe that poor cashier an apology the next time you pump gas.
I'm just so full of love and alcohol
I'm constantly crying, and now I start crying every time I masturbate which is a fun development.
I'm like a hairless cat ready to be ravished
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