Let's make love on the newspapers that declare financial doomsday
Let's start a violent farting gang. We can do walkbys.
May or may not have just drunkenly opened my christmas presents. Greatly disappointed. Might break up sooner.
I can't make Walk of Shame Wednesdays a recurring theme.
It was a cry at the bar alone type of night, served with a side of passing out facedown in my nachos.
Yeah I made some freshmen feed me oddles of noodles and I passed out
I'm totally wasted about to ride water slides. That's goddamn 'Merican. That and Clint Eastwood.
It's a 'fuck poison control' kind of night.
I'll have you know my trust issues and my daddy issues are two COMPLETELY different topics of conversation.
Drugs are gluten free tho, right?
I'm still a bit day drunk and decided to go for a run. You may get a snapchat of me vomiting soon
Also there's so much vodka on my breath that if I blew on my fingers my nail polish would fall right off
Well shove his head down there and tell him not to stop til we have a new president!
Should I apologize to him for saying I wanted to punch him in the face as I was digging through the trash?
Do you really want to know anything about the inner machinations of a furry's mind
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