another moral hangover. fuck.
I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE ARE WE ARE TOO FUCKING ELEVATED.
Me either! Fuck yeah, 12th and something. 12th and hamburger stand.
What should i be more turned off about... his massive collection of condoms or that he asked me to sign my name by number 68 on the list posted on his wall?
I think the two go hand in hand.
i woke up and my collection of plastic neon wayfarers were half-melted in the microwave. my drunk self hates my hipster self
85% positive I just found a hair of a certain variety wayyy in the back of my mouth between two teeth while flossing.
Anyways, i'm off to play with a rubber dick and a ouija board with two other girls...
Just got a event reminder on my phone to never party with you again.
i think he drugged the pie. i'll get back to you on that later.
i feel like this needs to be a 'lose some teeth' kind of weekend.
Apparently I made a stripper cry last night when I paid her $10 to go away
you know it's a good party when the fucking floor caves in. THE FUCKING FLOOR.
Locals got pissed I was talking to the barmaid. Tried to tell me that they keep all the good beer at "a Soho walkup" Google saved me
Fuck you i've put so many pretzels in her shirt
he's like crack. I can't be in the same room with him while drunk and not do him.
True college students do jello shots in the library
Randomize
