you said youd get me home safely, you dropped me off at 9:30 last night and i just woke up on my porch.
Apparently at one point I was wearing my sweatshirt backwards like it was normal and then I threw up into the hood. Never drinking again.
the not having weed thing wouldnt be nearly as tragic if it wasnt the one holiday where they launch bright flaming things into the air
update: the house isnt on fire anymore, but he is still pissing on all your stuff.
the house was on fire??
shit I thought I told you.
"tonights gonna be a goodnight" was blasting at the club while i was screaming "NO ITS NOT" and crying. How do you think it went?
I'd really appreciate it if we could dress up as pilgrims and indians for the thanksgiving eve bar crawl
Riding on an electric horse at the grocery store... dunno how that conversation went but I hope you picked up a 12 pack.
Where the hell is he. I called him crying for weed and sex you would think that would signal some urgency.
We can just chill or day drink or smoke or watch law and order marathon or play just dance 4 or watch a movie or go to the movies or play hide and seek or hug, so many options
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
Some fat latino guy has these 2 fat white moms making out with each other on the dance floor
I can't help that I bring out the sex in people
Using the money underagers give me to buy this semesters books.. My mom would be so proud
You couldn't even walk but you came into the kitchen with the funnel and begged me to put beer in it
At one point I believe I was despencing medical advice while wearing a sombrero and a hulk hand
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