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I want the hot one, scratch that. anyone.
I was so drunk last night i ate cereal with a fork.
its official now. im not pissing on secret service cars with a senators inside anymore.
sitting in room practicing taking shots. has my life come to this?
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
I've gone to the bathroom 3 times. And forgot to pee. 3 times. Let's say we call it a night, I need to be found. I see a fish tank by the bar and some stairs.
No, he attached a coozie to his crutches so he can carry his beer around the party.
So here i am dipping ice cream in my vodka and watching the bad girls club on demand. This is not ok
I guess it was to be expected that I was put on somebody's list called penis socket.
He brought a girl home so fat he called me before they got home to unlock the right side of the French doors
Fuck he won the bet
God and karma are having a fucking field day with my body today.
That point of drunk where you're in a bar bathroom and you're like "F*ck you bra! I'm not taking your sh*t anymore! and you take it off and throw it in a trashcan.
Youre the drunk baby that everyone wants to take care of.
I feel like I'm going to get the reputation of being the girl who brings her dog with her to all her random hookups.
No I have an idea, I saw you running through the neighborhood at 3am while I searched for my flip flops in a ditch
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