We walked 2 miles, legit 2 miles, and purchased 7 half gallons. One for each of us. Intense
another moral hangover. fuck.
grinding to god bless the USA? really?
shut up
Moan for me like Helen Keller
Ben's a prick.
What Ben are you talking about?
All the bens across all the lands
I have taken lazynest to a new level. I took a picture of the notes on the board instead of writing them. I win.
He threw up, and left his credit card next to the puddle. He kept on saying he wanted to pay for the damages.
I'm in that weird half-dead, half fucked-simultaneously-in-every-orifice-by-a-bus-and-it-wasn't-a-good-time state.
I arrived home at 7am wearing nothing but my underwear and a fedora. I ate half a dozen deviled eggs. Put Katy Perry on repeat. And cried myself to sleep. We cannot go out on Thursday anymore
Nothing. Its like my body doesn't know how to function on a Saturday when its not hungover and/or still drunk.
And your boyfriend doesn't mind you constantly taking pictures of his dick just to freak out your brother?
its more like he's accepted that he can't stop me
I can't decide which is better: the sex, or remembering that I have ice cream in the freezer after he left
My moms new boyfriend looks like Stu Pickles if he was in a biker gang. He gave me free coke though, so come party?
Drink drank drunk tankkkkn, LETS GO
I was a psycho gf all the time...I'm sorry
I was drunk 90% of the time...tit for tat
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