A relator touring our house this week saw the picture in our bathroom of steven passed out, yellow faced, with BALLS on his forehead, and had to ask "if that kid was alive or dead".
on a side note you can NOT make bong water out of a pear
i miss our vodka / percocet laundry days.
Well no need to be a stranger, even if you aren't interested in joining my bisexual polygamist marriage. New city, new friends.
My parents just out drank me... I cant get back to college soon enough
Hangover or death. Death. I'll have a slice of death please.
You are a special snowflake. A special snowflake I wouldn't mind rough sex with
Denial and avoidance are my survival strategies for 2013.
Denial, avoidance and beer.
Woke up backwards on a recliner
Metaphysical thesis on the illusion of self+ 2 day adderal binge = the walls of reality are crumbling
Never go drinking with anime club. End of story.
I remember eating bacon bits off your chest that night... I'll never look at bacon pizza the same way
I woke up just like any other Wednesday. Naked on the floor, hungover and covered head to toe in lube
I have hit the ultimate fuck buddy status. We pulled over in a construction zone to have a quickie.
I'm reading fall out boy fanfic. What has my life come to.
Randomize
