idk, it's all black and i hear low talking...
dude, i think you're in initiation!
shit. that's not good.
Fuck Spring. The birds chirping at 4am make me feel unnatural for still being up and drunk.
He just slept in my bed for a couple hours and asked lots of questions about gay sex. No, I do not have his number.
shes got that 'its my party i can do meth if i want to' mentality. i like that.
The stripper had a daughter my age and offered to introduce us. I didn't know what to say to that.
There was a photo of his face glued to a lifesize Kim Kardashian cutout. By the end of the night he was doing shots out of medicine cups and making everybody hug it goodbye.
Just watched a guy puke off his bike. Beyond impressed. He didn't even swerve
Here's my first problem: I'm drunk
Please show REO speedwagon ur boobs for me.
At some point, you're going to have to talk to a tree and do what it says
I didn't know how to commemorate his death, so I snorted a fat line off of his obituary. Rest in peace.
I'm at that stage of drunk where just imagining having sex makes me motion sick.
I really need to get to the point where I can poop at his house. I’ve taken three shits on the way home already.
In hindsight, maybe rearranging his living room because he has OCD while he was out wasnt the greatest idea. Though it'll keep him busy for HOURS
Most people that see those numbers aren't going to realize what they mean and those that do will think 'oh those must be her favorite hockey players' and not 'oh she wants to see those hockey players fuck each other'.
Randomize
