My new excuse for sleeping with him was in celebration of his cat's birthday.
You should have been there. We got drunk and threw a sword through his windshield.
I just got a Community College debit card in the mail. My failure has been materialized.
he suggested we do it doggy style cuz it was his dead dogs birthday...i had to do it
I don't think she can come out, she went too hard in the Intro to Theater Drinking Game at 2:30
I swear she looks like a sloth.... I'll toss a coin...
just in the smoking shack with my sister cheering on a caterpillar make its cocoon
The walk home lasted longer than the sex. He lives in the flat above the bar.
Yeah I'm just gonna shower and drink a gallon of coffee and drunkenly write my research paper. It'll be fine
My throw up tasted like pumpkin, fall is right around the corner.
currently working on a look that screams, "I'm dead inside, but still trying to enjoy the ride"
drunk snapchatting is the worst, because i woke up with great pictures of my tits saved to my memories and no idea who i sent them to
And you know what the worst part is? Because of him I can now relate to a goddamn Taylor Swift song. FUCK. MY. LIFE.
friends who go to the bar together leave the bar together and im not leaving you behind ohana means family
YOU WILL GIVE ME MASHED POTATOES OR I WILL RIP YOUR SOUL INTO 7 PIECES AND YOU WILL TURN INTO LORD VOLDEMORT
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