Very drunk. laura says hi. i can't find my pants. i think i'm in philly, but it might be jersey somewhere
she calls it her "sourpuss" because everyone makes that face when they see it.
don't worry. When rigor sets in, we'll make sure to get you laid one last time.
All I seem to do lately is get myself off, take naked pictures and drink beer. I don't know if thats a good or bad thing.
My scrabble letters just formed failure. Thanks God.
And don't be too jealous. Drinking alone watching a chick flick and masturbating isn't nearly as glamorous as it sounds
I'll tell you what, we couldn't have asked for better binge-drinking weather.
you can SEE the outline of a pad through her jeans. there is no way
I knew it was time to leave Waffle House when you started singing "What's Your Fantasy" to your hash browns.
I answered the door to some Jehovah Witnesses hungover and wearing nothing but a white tshirt. I think they made it the church goal to reform me, we've gotten four pamphlets. My mom's going to make me convert if they keep coming.
Are we playing "how much awkwardness can we fit in the final 29 hours of 2011"?
yes yes we are. Go do something with super glue. i don't want to win.
He told me he wanted to sober fuck the shit outa me... I took that as a compliment
just really comprehended the fact that I'm getting high at the same place I used to play as a child. the nostalgia and thc is mixing together in one, intense wave. WHO HAVE I BECOME
We got really high and he took a green marker and made my vagina into a Christmas tree.
and then you proceeded to throw soup at him for calling you a bitch...a CAN of soup...
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