4:25 am: I want you here. Ugh.
its official now. im not pissing on secret service cars with a senators inside anymore.
i just threw up repeatedly on the entire entire walk down A1A to the pizza place....then on the way back slipped and fell in it
How come the only thing we can do right in our lives is drugs?
You drew a lightning bolt on your eye and stomach in eye liner and made me sing Poker face with you in harmonies. I never knew you were still a music major when you were drunk.
we found you eating frozen orange juice with a spoon and then drinking vodka from the bottle.
We pinky-swore to never fuck each other again.
I no longer question where these bruises come from... between the strip pole in the living room, the slipnslide in the hallway and our constant level of intoxication I will always be bruised...
I guess I just got drunk and ordered a mini fridge off the internet. At least now I know the 200$ that was missing from my checking account wasn't spent on lap dances only.
I woke up locked in the bar...this has redefined partying.
I'm too hungover to crawl to the fridge so im eating the candy nipple tassels I got bought for Christmas
I have the slightest memory of swinging a bag full of condoms over my head...
When did I go from having sugar daddies to being one? And does it count as a tax write off?
Hey I know you're not home, but I'm here. Your front door is unlocked and someone took shit on your doormat...
Pillow talk was a high five, this morning she made dinosaur muffins for the house. I love chapel hill
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