in the practice room. just found 3 bottles of smirnoff hidden inside the piano. SO glad i didn't get into berklee...
bubblegum was invented today. we're getting drunk. end of story.
basically theres shrimp everywhere. splattered on the walls, in the carpet, its bad. ohh theyre never gonna get the smell out.
... there are chew marks on my license. I have no idea.
As we were fooling around he told me he was conceived on this bed like it would turn me on.
I fake pass out to avoid hookups sometimes. Last night I fake slept on my bathroom floor for like 2 hours before the guy left.
He tied me to the bed, fucked me and left me tied up until he proved to his room mates that he actually fucked me. But other than that, best sex ever!
I just realized the only way to play Edward forty-hands is commando in a skirt. This intelligence kick is really doing me justice.
We tried to make ramen in a glass bowl on the stove. They called facilities to pick the glass out of the door
You got Broadway Drunk, dude. I haven't heard you sing "Music Of The Night" like that since the last time I was holding you up on the way to the subway at two in the morning.
Everytime I get drunk I wake up hugging the bag of bagels from three months ago
i was sitting in the back of a squad car completely stoned watching airplanes take off
I'm now having weird sexual fantasies about that riverdancing figure skater. So thanks for that.
please don't forget about the bread in the toilet i am absolutely not dealing with that
from across the room i saw you look into your beer and whisper "i love you"
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