To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
I just want to get to the point in our relationship where I can get on top of her and fart and we can both laugh...not just me.
Draw a picture of yourself puking and peeing on her and give it to her with a note that sys this could be your future if you be my friend
im proctoring the SATs right now and im still drunk from last night. i really wanna tell these kids that this fucking test doest mean shit and they will just be constantly drunk once in college.
I got lit on fire and andy went to jail last night. Totally unrelated incidents though.
Come find me, I'm the girl sitting alone in taco bell at 9 in the morning drinking concealed beer with a straw
She was moaning so loud as i walked out of the room her roommates gave me a standing ovation... i think they are next
I've already agreed to hook up with 3 people tonight, and its not even 2:00 yet... I think this is what the path to success looks like.
I wasn't a groupie because I didn't carry his guitar home
Ahh, 151. Think of it this way: it took one shot to get you buzzed, I took eight. I may or may not have broken a tv with my skull that night and met someone's parents naked and hungover the next morning.
I explained to him that me turning straight is a once a year thing. And this boy just happens to be the chosen one.
Alcohol won't break your heart. I mean, unless it's all gone maybe
I emptied a Vyvance capsule into my coffee pot last night and set the auto start. Pretty sure I've been drinking meth all morning
bitch, i have a flask. i've got things under control.
god. marry me.
Questions: How did Rachel get home? Why did I find both her ID's in my shoes? And does anyone know if she's alive?
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