Drunk Texting Memes Novels & Stories

I won’t sacrifice this child to please him and he’s set on not wanting one so where does this leave us? As if he can read my mind I get a text from him. X: yo!!!! Needa talk Uhhh.. Me: Okay, when? X: I dnt no Is he drunk? Me: are you drunk? X: stop judging me goody 2 shoes lololol Fuck him, I’m not replying to his immature drunk texts. A few minutes go by and he texts again. X: hello?????? X: dnt b a bitch X: TLK to me

09xxxxxxxxx All right, eat it! You haven't eaten before. You walked out! Haha xoxo. 'Do not reply. You may be driving now! You may be upset that you can no longer see the road because of the fats on your face! Haha. Joke. Bye. sent: 1:35 pm This idiot is crazy! There is still a real desire to leave the teasing. I act annoyed but I really laugh at the crazy words he texted!

Airk was already snoring, and Mila was busy texting Argo dirty messages. I grabbed my phone, “hey dad.. I think youwww should kick Fords’s ass and maybe kwock some teeth out. He’s too handsome. I hate him. And I miss him. But he doesn’t even carrre. Stupid mate. Bye daddy lov you foreverrrr.” Typing is difficult when you’re drunk. Then I sent him a picture of me that Mila took earlier, “I am veerrry drunk, daddy. But I danced a lot.”

She's going to be the death of me. I typed a reply, still staring at her picture. (Please give a warning next time before sending me your pictures, Lena... I almost got into an accident 🫣 It's illegal... You are a literal goddess. 🥹) I stared at the photo again, biting back another smile. Her text message popped up. (What do you mean you almost got into an accident! Don't text while driving! Don't be stupid! Get out of the road!) I chuckled, my cheeks hurting from grinning too much.

92 : "Drunk & High" Drunk & High 92 T A T E The loud music was busting up these four walls of the club, it was pretty pretty loud almost deafening to the ears. I can't even hear my own thoughts, it's crazy. Most men were into groups of four to many were all busy drinking and chattering. Most slut looking women that were around were dancing up against a man or two that they probably just met while I'm here drowning myself with troubles and pain.

I requested another bottle, and after that I still requested another one until I was completely wasted but the only thing is no matter how much I drink I still could not forget the hurt, I thought drinking would help me out of my misery but in reality I only got drunk but I could still remember everything. I picked up my phone and started sending messages to Justin. After sending so many messages to him, the only message that made sense was when I asked when he would be back home. I was patiently waiting to get a reply from him, this made me remember how he would immediately reply to my messages in the past, but this time even after so many messages I did not get any response so I continued

Alaric pinched her cheek, "Don’t think you can get away with saying these things just because you’re drunk." Lena giggled foolishly. He rubbed his temples. "Forget it, arguing with a drunk is pointless. Wait..." A mischievous grin spread across his face as an idea struck him. Raising his phone, he teased, "I’m gonna record your goofy, drunk face and let you die of embarrassment when you’re sober tomorrow. Hahaha..." On camera, Lena puffed up one cheek indignantly, hands on her hips. "You wouldn’t dare!"

way way more. I had about three cans of Hansa when it started to kick in. I was tipsy and horny now. I honestly wanted Valentia now and I stupidly felt like crying.. I mean I could go to her place right now... but then I didn't get her address.. so I could call her.. but then, she'd know I'm drunk calling her... but then a text.. a text is different. I took my phone out and typed.

Sammy thinks to herself briefly, "This hangover is going to kill me today at work... My head is pounding... I don't even remember getting home last night... Did I really drink that much last night? I cound't have, could I?" Sammy grabs her phone off her nightstand to see a few unread text messages in her notifications. *****2:17 a.m. Message received from Kate: 'Hey Sam, just got home... Nite!' *****2:19 a.m. Message received from Jenny: 'Goodnite Sam.. Had fun, 2nite. Bet you're sleeping gooooood after your ride on Bully LOL" Sammy suddenly remembers the night before at "BC" and begins blushing slightly as she recalls the "reaction" she had while riding "Bully."

she says leading me to a weight scale. She does the full check in process and I get settled in. Dr. Ramirez usually makes me wait forever. I pull out my phone and scroll though my F******k laughing at stupid memes. When a text pops up at the top of my screen I roll my eyes. The text says image and it is from an unknown number. Greatttt. I open the image and choke a little. The boobs that meet my eyes, are ones I haven't seen before and they are nice. I refocus and send a text asking for the person's name.