Last night I fell down in the street (I think in someone's vomit), cut my knee up, lost my moms necklace and my license, and had to walk back to the hotel.
Apparently on the way out of the ER i asked the nurse to doggie-bag me some more morphine.
This is one of those situations that make me think to myself "what life decision did I make to get here"
I don't know what he sees in her. All I see are horrible pancake nipples
I told him I don't date guys unless they play a musical instrument. So, he's here and he brought a kazoo.
You just kept walking around saying "my brain is soup" then sat on the kitchen counter washing your feet. You bit the guy that tried to help you down
I saw pigeons eating ur dried up puke today. Last night was fucking great
We decided it was acceptable to walk out of class on a quest for Doritos. That high.
Oh my god, I totally forgot we call your penis "Godzilla's Tail".
I'm wearing green eyeshadow so even if I end up totally naked I still won't get pinched.
So it's safe to say that it's all down hill from here
Do you mean easy livin or downward spiral of alcoholism and disappointment
We ended up on their roof with our pants around our ankles shotgunning beers at one point.
Well I found my neighbors on tinder if you're wondering how my night went
Whatever. I'll take my new fine ass dick sucking nails elsewhere.
i found a picture from last night of you sat on the floor naked, covered in butter and crying. care to explain?
I was hoping you could tell me..
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