Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
I bought the tickets, he brought the weed. thanks to you, we had to roll a joint out of my bible paper.
I figured it out. hungover me hates drunk me, drunk me hates sober me, and sober me hates being sober. so yes, were blacking out tonight.
I think he just gave me the 'I used to fuck your sister' discount
i wrote her a fucking poem. i better get laid for that
Ordered weed last night from the delivery service, and who showed up...my old real estate broker. He said, "this is less stressful." Duh.
I will start puting down the plastic for the vom in our love chamber. If you want to be something or someone else for the night feel free. The theme is shit show.
I'm there.
The birthday girl is bringing her own barf bucket, it is going to be a good weekend.
i asked the cop if we could stop and do a chinese firedrill.... he said no.
That's always how I imagine things at your apartment...
Good, I'm glad you don't have some weird, skewed, clothed version of reality over here.
You got this. You survived the RA last semester (granted you almost got arrested but still.)
Don't worry about me. I am infinite.
He let me share his family pack of hot pockets with him. Chivalry isn't dead after all.
she wants homewrecking advice
are you gonna teach her your ways?
obvs. i'm like her yoda.
Had to clear my browser history. I figured if she used the search bar and her name came up, it might be a little creepy.
Randomize
