I totally ignored my nose and drank sour milk this morning. The tupid carton said 4/22/09. i puked everywhere..
it was my 21st birthday. took an old mans walker so i could stay till last call. reasonable right?
She had a baby and now works at Hooters. She is the poster child for peaking in high school.
Picture this: me driving down 183 throwing up into a towel. I just hit rock bottom.
she fascinated with the iron the back of the toilet seat. she made me sit in the bathroom with her for a solid 10 minutes while she just stared and laughed at it
No, the responsible one does not yell out "lets go to iHop" at 5 in the morning to a bunch of drunk people with munchies.
I do wanna see you. And we can just lay here and watch a movie and listen to me cry.
I think my Halloween costume this year will be made entirely of pillows and I'll be Marshmellow girl or Kirby. That way I'm comfortable, warm, and if I fall over drunk I'm safe.
Mixing coffee with vodka may have been a bad choice, I feel like I'm pregnant and the baby is trying to perform a c-section from the inside.
I'm eating ramen over the toilet. Fuck my life
classified somewhere between kinky and medically inadvisable
DID YOU DO SOMETHING WITH THE DEAD ROACH IN THE KITCHEN? OR DID IT LAZARUS?
Gay?
German.
Pity.
I smell Vodka. It's me. If anyone asks it's totally hand sanitizer.
Like how do you live your life and have never made a grilled cheese? The audacity of some people
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