I opened my browser to a doctor page titled "serious pain under left side of ribcage". Last night must have been healthy.
So, I just sold my textbook to have money for Plan B.
Handcuffed. To. Steering. Wheel. Fuck.
Howd you meet this guy?
I found him next to my pants on sunday morn.
Its name is Richard. And I think he formally introduced us.
I would just watch. I wouldn't even have a boner cuz I would do so much coke. It would just be funny.
In an unknown location. With a giant marshmallow stuck to my back. Hello breakfast.
New term. "Find a husband" fridays. It's like thirsty thursdays, but with a dowry.
Delete her number from his phone. He keeps slurring how he's going to get her "all sorts of pregnant".
We ended up sleeping in the emergency room for safety (you know, well lit, cameras..) and then an ambulance drove us to the train station around 4am. great last night in australia.
I drank entirely too much. My skin hurts to wear
One my way home. There was too much fog, strobe lights, and cocaine for my taste.
so I am that guy with the red solo cup in class. someone has to step it up.
I'm hungover during 4th grade graduation practice. I AM THEIR FUTURE.
Last night I went outside to our neighbors and asked them to put in money with me to get a hot tub for our patio. Niceeeee
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