We were so bored at work tonight that we were in dry storage taking turns pouring the boxed wine we use for cooking into each others' mouths. I think I'm starting to understand the "problem" aspect of "drinking problem."
"The real world" DC house is on the corner of 20th and S. Wanna come with to check it out? It's my goal to be a blurred out face in their hot tub.
you're putting all your eggs in a very hungover basket
whatever sunny in Philadelphia does on Thursday nights, I'm doing all weekend.
he told me he expects me to keep the fangs on when i go down on him. presumptuous, yes, but man after my own heart.
He told me that I smelled like a Glade Plug-in, then sang the Menard's jingle in it's entirety in between kissing me.
she laid there and continued moaning loudly for like 10 minutes after we were done, just so that her mom would be jealous
You fuck like a mechanic. That is the universe telling you that is your true calling. Take this as a sign.
Was that picture taken before or after I supposedly punched him in the face?
First of all, I don't like eggnog. Second of all too much rum is all bad. And thirdly I'm not there to sit in your lap and pretend you are Santa and I've been a bad girl.
I'm sorry for gagging during our first time having sex
I was drunk
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Riding the train home at 6 am for class still drunk is losing its novelty in my junior year
I wore sunglasses to take a shower. I might be hungover.
I'm going to get drunk, come back, call my grandma, and eat all those scrambled eggs.
he told me he wanted me to go see his cat. apparently i was more interested in playing with his cat then having sex.
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