i’m drunk, but i have absolutely nothing to say. this tumblr isn’t turning out what i thought it could be.
i just made myself the biggest A&W whipped cream vodka drink ever.
i always think it’s such a good idea to get drunk before i start cleaning. i feel like when i’m drunk, i like to clean. but before i’m drunk, i’m sober (obviously) and i think like a sober person. apparently sober people like to clean? anyways, POINT BEING: don’t even get drunk before cleaning.
why can’t we just all speak what on our mind? even if it is (possibly) just a drunken thought…*sighs*
feelin’ buzzed. feelin’ like Buzz Lightyear. bzzzz.
that once someone is completely wasted and passed out, why do people ALWAYS draw a Hitler stash on that person and take pictures?
will be dedicated to only drunken thoughts, poems, pictures and drunk ideas. let the sin begin!