Im broke. I spend all my money on weed cigarettes alcohol and food. In that order. I cant even cut one of those because you know it'd be food. I already stopped getting my nails done just so i could support my bad habits.
you ever get that eerie feeling when you walk in a room, when you know youve barfed here before.
I kind of feel like guidos are mythical creatures.
I think misery doesn't even think of me as company anymore. I'm an unofficial roommate.
I hope no one judges me for becoming a facebook fan of "Adderall" at 5:49 AM...
sudden memory flashback: you and i having sex on the bed, erin sitting naked in your desk chair drinking whiskey straight from the bottle while harassing you for your computer password to play some "mood music." high five. go us.
I saw he had me in his phone as "the fat twin"
Sorority life is like alcoholic girl scouts, plus douchebags in polos.
That awkward moment when the guy you hooked up on spring break invites you over for dinner to meet his parents and you say yes because the first rule of college is never turn down a free meal.
THE SHIT YOU GET YOURSELF INTO
That's actually very serious....I really do think of you whenever is see pizza
You squatted and peed on the living room floor while maintaining eye contact with Sebastian
well i blew him then my wife blew him, so im guessing we'll be seeing him around, yeah
On a scale of 1 to hungover I’m definitely throwing up at the office today.
Ya know. I was thinking of my slutty moments the other day and finally know which one makes the number 1 spot.
long story short... we may or may not have lost your car.
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