1:57 a.m. Where did you go???
1:58 a.m. What are you doing? I want to go home with you, why aren't you responding?
2:11 a.m. Heading back to your place now, will you let me in?
I'm so bored and have no one to sexy text
Iced coffee. Banana. Two dumps. Life is good.
Wow, Pearl Harbor and The Notebook are on. Its like the Im going to kill myself marathon.
I havnt even moved into my new place yet and there's already a county sheriffs card taped to the door with my name on it asking me to call him
just printed out my drug dealers resume for him. guess the ecstasy scene slows down when kids move back home for the summer...
Trying to figure out which chair my head was under last night
I did something similar high once. I stopped like 30 feet in front of a stop sign because I felt like it was running towards me and I started crying. Got out my car and hugged it and told it not to run away people need it.
That's how you know it was a good night if two months later you finally realized your skirt never made it home and you found out where it was.
I'm drunk enough to know I'm texting you and sober enough to know what I'm saying to you
Hes back in his dorm room dancing naked with 3D glasses on.
and he said that acid doesnt really do anything to him...
i still cant feel my toes or walk straight...its been 2 days.
Shit facedness and cuddling are what you have to look forward to this evening.
First walk of shame in 18 years. Divorce is going well.
I want to strut with the confidence of a pigeon.
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