i wish that high-me and normal-me were two different ppl so that high-me could thank normal-me for setting out a feast before smoking
I wish that high-you wouldn't text me stupid shit at 3:30 in the morning
Getting 10 cents back for every can is really just encouraging alcoholism.
im trying not to drink and cry in the same night anymore. i'll let you know how it goes
All I remember is saying that "fire will make it all better"
You leave a trail of fuck everywhere you go
So i was told that i peed in the sink, had sex with a pillow and banged on a washer while singing idian chants
Im sorry for drunkenly throwing your phone into the ocean. At the time it seemed like a good way for you not to text him
Not going outside. I may melt into a puddle of wine
somebody should make me the poster child for not drinking everclear..
The only times we have to apologize in this friendship is when you intentionally punch me and that's only happened once so it's okay
I'm in his bed. I got up to puke. Im one eyeing it eating a hot dog bun. Wtf. This is my life
Really though. It's your life, live it how you want
And I do mostly. Which is why I'm now drunk in my room writing erotica
I woke up this morning to my panties draped around the neck of an empty bottle of bulleit. That is the perfect visual metaphor for my life at this juncture.
I wish I could open myself up and check on my liver. Make sure it's hanging on. Ya know?
Having to do the walk of shame on crutches was defiently a first for me. cheers to the governor, klove
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