i love how people use prayer to talk shit about eachother in a 'holy' manner.
We are lost. Everyone is drunk and it all went downhill after we iced the bus driver.
I passed out leaning next to a light pole. When the cop woke me up at 4 AM, I told him I was a block away from the apt, just had to stop to make a puke pit stop.
And on top of all this... he just told me to "chill my nips."
Also managed to rip my pants and set myself on fire. And oddly enough I'm still not ready to ask for 2010 back.
I just keep sniffing it hoping for an explanation.
She gets me. First thing she said this morning "I'll buy breakfast if you can tell me my name."
You fought the bouncer and lost, then challenged a hobo to a 40 chugging contest and lost. Sobriety is a good life choice.
nothing can ever be as bad as the night i blacked out, updated my fb status to i need a pity fuck and then passed out for 13 hours.
I'm getting shit face wasted, and I have to be up so early tomorrow. I am bad at smart.
MY MOM IS GOING TO SMOKE WITH ME.
SHE'S GOING TO SMOKE HIGH QUALITY MARIJUANA WITH ME.
Anyways enough about genital fatigue...
I melted cheese on my pizza rolls. When I die make sure someone melts cheese on my rolls.
suburban family judging/laughing at us after Jenna just pulled two flasks out of her boot on the subway
I think the night went to shit after he started sweating and crying about a taco he dropped on the ground 3 years ago. No more blind dates
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