It was 5 a.m. and we found him making margaritas with nyquil...
Your my favorite hello and hardest goodbye.
And I especially mean that last part, half the time you pass out somewhere and it is impossible to get you to leave.
well you decided to make everyone "drinks" which was sprite and beer mixed.
I can trace it back to that drunken night where we peed on each other in the shower.
i love all of you. Physical. Emotional. Mental. All of it. When we speak i feel like a feather or a dragon depending on the conversation ...
duuuude the clock in this car says its 85 past 19.
dear god, who put you in a cab?
no one could get around him on the stairs cause he surrounded himself with all the empties he could find, he said he was building a fort. then he passed out on them.
I don't want to get into details but it feels like there was a bear mauling involved. A very good bear mauling.
Got drunk with him at an Irish pub ended up losing him for twenty minutes when I finally find him his piss drunk singing Irish folk music with a group of Irish guys and a midget
He meets the coolest people when he's drunk
But if I live with you I'll help pay rent. Only if you promise no 50 shades of what the fuck internet hookups
Let's be honest, I'm cooking chicken nuggets in my Helm jersey and underwear who has their life more together than me?
I've talked to too many cops in one week and I haven't even committed any crimes. I hate the suburbs
my grocery list today consisted of condoms. and butter.
umm... whats the butter for?
I'm reading the Hobbit in my blanket fort alone with a bottle of wine... all I need is dungeons and dragons to complete this superfecta of awesome
I promise I won't bug you anymore, I just need the following things at your convenience but preferably soon: my earrings, cup, and panties. Thanks. Good talk.
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