I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
tell me how a rose bowl party involves waking up to find a raccoon in my kitchen cabinet eating my oreos the next morning?
My last google search last night was 'vodka swimming pool'.
Just don't have "pin the tail on the straight edge" as a party game... Please and thanks...
I just remember thinking, if she falls asleep, I'm totally eating that spilled chex mix right off of her.
I can do it, this is my punishment and I will accept it, plus id like to see the look on peoples faces when I throw up on them
Pre-crushing the pills for tomorrow morning. This way I can sleep in an extra 10 minutes.
Our logic class started an hour ago, I walked out and found my sister drunk, sitting down, eating m&ms, afraid to walk in... I want her life
I should've been more social I guess. I feel bad not meeting the people who willingly sucked alcohol out of my navel...
I WISH WE COULD PLAY THE DRINKING GAME TOGETHER AND THEN BANG FOR AMERICA.
Stoned stonnnnnnned on the raaaaange
You ripped my pants off and gave me the choice use it or lose it what was I suppose to do.
Someone messaged me on POF and wished me a Happy International Women's Day. Why do I even bother anymore?
I have to choose between charging my phone or my vibrator. This is bullshit.
He walked upstairs in nothing but his boxers and drunkenly asked my brother for a condom....so much for a good first impression.
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