i don't even remember going to get food. i think i got gas too.
that was probably me. ive bitten a lot of people.
All that fucking tequilla made my head feel like it's inside of a body builder's asshole. He's doing squats.
Tonights drinking will be celebratory and victorious. Picture the end of The Mighty Ducks set to beer.
"Every minute you spend hanging out with David is a minute you could spend meeting someone new, who isn't a huge douche" - Buddha
Oh no, we smoked the revival weed. It came in a Batman bag. It hit like justice. And orphans.
I went in the closet and cried, then the bathroom and cried, and lastly he showed me his penis and I cried. It was a weird night.
Well his ex just grabbed his dick and told him yep Ill call u later
My body hates me. Pretty sure I drank 3 pitches full of coffee last night and took two adderal. I slept and ran a marathon at the same time. You should see my bed.
I put in a tampon while driving a moving vehicle. I feel like this is simultaneously a new low and the sort of feat that deserves a merit badge.
This is gonna be the kind of weekend where if it involves putting on pants, it ain't happening.
We will let tequila do the talkin this weekend
how am i in montreal? thats like a 3 hour train ride. i remember nothing.
When we started the night I was in zebra wedges & she was in my black boots... I woke up wearing pink flip flops & the mirror on my rental is fuxked up. Wtf happened last night?
Of course his biggest mistake was assuming that I ever gave a fuck to begin with.
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