I was. I was trying to blow bubbles in the toilet after I threw up in it. They had to carry me everywhere. I lost a sock.
you were eating the carrots out of my guinea pig's cage and saying that you needed them more than they ever would.
just got off the metro to throw up and got back on like it ain't no thang
really making moves this morning i see
I'm not going to need your "it doesn't mean you're a slut" pep talk after all.
Def regretting not writing "will blow for extra credit" on my last final
I woke up in my living room, on the floor, wearing nothing but a fur coat?
It was one of those nights where you get back from the bar and end up staying up till 3AM beating off to facebook photos of girls from college
I just remembered that last night I ate nachos off of someone else's table with a stranger
Went to work in the same clothes from last night, completely covered in glitter...I didn't choose the hag life, the hag life chose me
That edible kicked in right as I was upside-down on that rollercoaster. Fucking.mind.blown.
He carried you out but the best part is you kept saying "can't I keep dancing" as you were gushing blood
Why does 2015 have to start with so many regrets?
this weekend took five years off my life and what was left of my dignity
I was at a crossroads, dude. Like, do I wanna eat chicken McNuggets or talk about my feelings?
Doing the walk of shame from the back of a Jeep to the porta potty it's parked next to while your dad watches is not what you want.
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