ugh, today is just one of those 'get high before your 8am class' days.
You broke her grandpas urn and ran your hand through his ashes claiming it was pixie dust. I think thats why shes mad at you..
walked right past julianne moore (on her walk of shame this morning) god i love new york. :)
no jill really. Evrything around me is talking to me. The plant, my dog, the tv,the lamp. Its amazing.
You puked in the drive thru of Taco Bell. You puked as it was being handed to me. You managed to yell out "FIRE SAUCE" in between hurls.
I don't remember. I remember laying in the trunk of a car. For hours.
Highlight of the night was you walking into the men's room yelling "My husband is diabetic" and crawling under the stall to yell at me.
I found a body half wedged into my bedroom wall this morning. How do I explain THIS to the carpenters?
I drank beer out of some sort of animal horn all night, then we fucked to a "viking metal" album. I feel like I should go pillage something to complete the Norse trifecta.
I walked into Anna's room this morning and she was like teary eyed, with pizza sauce all over the place
I woke up covered in thousand island dressing. I need answers.
I'm sitting naked on my bathroom floor and it remind me of us.
That's my way of saying I miss you
I can't tell if my heart is fluttering because I love him... or if it's palpitating from all the coke.
It's not a hangover, it's "slept on a couch with another person and said person moves a lot and is loud"
Who in their right mind would frost a cake with their butt?
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