Breakfast of vicodin and eggs out of a solo cup at about three in the afternoon on a wednesday...I have my life together
an ex called crying about her current BF. convo ended in phone sex. i love emotional wrecks
This is a dangerous game of "whose life is more pathetic".
Yeah that's one way to look at it on the other hand MY FUCKING BED CAUGHT ON FUCKING FIRE
there was a trail of blood coming out of one of the bathroom stalls. thought of you
She tried to kill herself by taking a whole packet of panadol. I mean HELLO THAT'S ME EVERY SUNDAY MORNING.
Ong my arms are moving wo my consent
I do believe at one point I was dispensing medical advice while wearing your sombrero and a hulk hand
Okay. So my choices are the sleeping Guy who looks about twelve and a man that looks like he was the original sandman. Im gonna need a beer for this......
I feel like I got hit by a truck. And I vaguely remember getting into an argument with a passive aggressive Ron Burgundy in a onesie- grown man, not a baby- about the pronunciation of New Orleans
Just threw up in the shower. Hangovers at 23 are the best.
I slept with the Australian in the bathroom of a gay bar. What has my life become.
And on a positive note i found a list that i made in 3rd grade titled "what to do if you want a guy to like you"
Sexting my TA in lecture = awesome
You know you're high when you find yourself sitting on the floor with the refrigerator door open, talking to various foods. Hand gestures and all.
Randomize
