There are traffic cones in the living room. One of them is yours.
Ask me how many people I've slept with. Because its changed since I last saw you.
I saw you 20 MINUTES AGO. You need to stop this.
my dad told me i had to spend my money wisely..so i spent the money he gave me for a desk chair on weed. ill be so high i wont even notice its gone
so stoned i ashed in my jack and coke like 4 times. drinking it anyway
Yeaaah, so cabbie laughed at me, and said, "rough nite? Let me find you some music" . apparently OPP is the appropriate ride of shame soundtrack.
Apperanlty I was screaming "It's hard to swim with a broken ankle sir" and then tackled the lifeguard. The joys of blackouts
I took an adderall. This is weird. My eyes are really wide open and I am really good at staring. I've written on 9 peoples walls and updated my status. I am getting shit DONE!
There's puke on my pillow. I'm still wearing my wedges. And I have a cab drivers number clutched in my fist.
I just took a dump to end all dumps. Other dumps have already written ballads about it. It was the Armageddon dump. Bruce Willis was there, it was awful.
They just keep looking funny at me. No one has attempted to tell me that I don't make sense though so maybe they're all way more high than I am.
They put me in room 420 every time and I take bubble baths and smoke in the room and they bring food TO MY BED
I think he has some internal "man stuff" that keeps getting in the way.
Like alcoholism and general douchbagary.
a guy just skateboarded past my window in a bunny suit while chased by a dog walker
he answered his phone during sex and left to go help that drama queen with her latest bullshit. I'm drinking all his vodka. it's asshole tax
danced like there was no tomorrow. surprise. there's a tomorrow
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