then she came back into the room with a neckbrace on. i thought she was getting ready for the pounding of a lifetime.
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
When I say rough sex, and show you scars from past encounters, pulling my hair a little IS NOT GOING TO CUT IT. And he just doesn't understand.
Gave a homeless guy 3 bucks earlier. Just saw him at the bar. He bought one beer and left. Happy to see my 3 dollars was well spent
Ive yelled into your vagina. There are few lines we haven't crossed at this point.
I can promise you that this new years eve will rival the one from senior year when we got that exchange student deported.
Nothing says walk of shame like leather pants in daylight
my favorite homeless guy just told me I drive like Batman, achievement unlocked
Someone got day drunk, but I'm not saying who.
It was me.
Nothing like cleaning dried puke off your floor to make you feel like you've failed as an adult.
I have to finish a biography for history and write a review on it so naturally I was like "getting high will make this more bearable" and now I'm basically inside the book at the revolutionary war with this guy.
Not as much as my roommate, who is in the middle of one of the pictures throwing a lawn chair at a cop car lol.
And I must've sleep walked to the fridge cause when I woke up, there I was, balls deep in a fudge pop.
How are you feeling today?
Like Satan handed me a grenade and ass sandwich.
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