I just saw grafitti that read "Mug The Fart Eater". Really, Memphis? That's all you've got?
Outside the community dumpsters: beer bottles and a carton of orange juice. Looks like we were here.
If Bret Micheals dies..will VH1 have to go off the air?
your stepbrother is rimming his martinis with coke... keeps saying "thank god its tuesday". where does funemployment end and intervention begin?
Well on the bright side, I only need a sophomore to complete the fuck-a-guy-from-every-year-challenge.
I vaguely remember walking down the highstreet with a plate of K offering lines to passers buy. I sold a line to a taxi driver.
There's not an emojicons for I think I ripped my asshole and want to die.
No hurry on coming over. My body currently wants everything on the inside to be on the outside. But really. Don't hurry.
Faces of meth called, they want their look back.
Puke, feathers, beads, and solo cups all on my way to class. I'm surprised anyone's alive after this weekend.
He said he looked out his window and I was sitting in the grass with blood everywhere talking to a dog.
I made out with my former step mother's best friend. Only knew the connection when they both showed up together at the bar.
Of course I fucked her, her man stole my bike when we were kids
Oh don't mind my cushion, I got plowed in the ass by a freight train last night
Eventually the conversation shifted (as it always does) to Sex toys.
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