life lesson learned today: sleeping pills and laxatives don't mix.
You also had the stripper slap the shit out of me for not having any money....remember that?
Btw, I'm really high so I apologize if anything I say gets translated into arabic.
On a side note, I now know what a $150 cab ride looks like
i woke up this morning next to my toilet covered in an attempt to make blanket of toilet paper
I thought I would take a shower to wake me up but now I'm naked wet and stoned laying on my bed instead of just stoned laying on my bed
I want to be done crawling through windows but the sex is too good to stop...but I'm running out of excuses for where the bruises on my legs are coming from.
But today feels so special with katie getting herpes and me cleaning my room. Good things are happening.
The last thing I remember from that party was me shouting "hold my feet I'm going in strapped like Rambo"
the first cop to show up was this girl who hooked up with our home ec teacher in high school, she knows about questionable decisions
Lol I think I might have been a little aggressive last night there is a blue ass print from your jeans on my wall
And as the acid sets in, he looks back at the shallow form he used to call his and whispers "3 pee pees strong"
Is kiddo a correct name to call someone who you stuck your dick in?
how am i in montreal? thats like a 3 hour train ride. i remember nothing.
Why are you barefoot at a strip club?
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