(Source: segel-sudeikis, via lovelornprincess)
At least everyone has gone now so I can wank then sleep.
Been the only sober person in a group conversation is a weird yet hilarious experience.
When I came back to the flat and went to my room there was about 10 people here predrinking.
I went out about 20 minutes ago, opened the door through to the living room and there’s like 25 drunk people crammed into our shitty little flat.
Mental.
Then they all started chanting my name which was a bit embarrassing.
