So I have exactly 420 dollars saved up in tips from the past week. I win, and I take that as a sign from god that I am allowed to use that money to buy drugs.
Quiet hours sex sucks. I hate finals.
They turned the water off again. Brushed my teeth with whats left from those pitchers of mojitos. So hung over i dont even care.
Going out so taking the 2nd 1/2 of beer w/ me ont'tube in a Pringles tube. I give money to people on the street that have more self respect.
I've already started drinking so the earlier you get out of class the more coherent I'll probably be.
Sitting on an airplane reeking of booze, sex and shame while surrounded by families coming home from Disney. This is not one of my finer moments.
Saxophones in my mind. I swear someone dosed me.
I hooked up with a guy dressed as Justin Timberlake, while dressed as Britney Spears. Fuck Jessica Biel, all my 90's dreams are coming true.
Who am I sleeping next to in your bed? Where are you? Also when are you coming home... I need coffee.
My new dealer was watching Space Jam and eating ham off a frisbee when I went over. He's my new favorite person
I would like you to know I am eating your apology chocolate, which means i forgive you for puking everywhere before formal
I now have a bottom rung on my kissing scale. Like I can say "Well. On a scale of Matt to Braxton he was probably a Zach." It's the little things.
We have a lot of substance abuse to do tomorrow its sleep time
Anyways, he came over at 3:30 am and ate me out while I ate pizza on the counter
He's a real gentleman. At least he tried to flush my closet's handle after he pissed in it.
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