like i told you yesterday: virgins, blood, my name. do it.
my grand plan for the evening is to do shots of vodka til i cant anymore
Made a visit to my old puking stall. I missed it.
Heating the house with the oven may not be safe but at least it's always preheated
Dude your neighbors are having a garage sale. They were judging me as I walk of shamed back to my car.
Also got home. Still stoned. Mom was up. We made a pizza and were writing a children's book. Sleep good.
At least I will not still be rolling when I pick up this animal. Thats a good development in five years
i made up my own drinking game and i took a secret shot every time someone asked me about school or my future
I'm standing at the bottom of the driveway w a sign that says plow me
No man we're leaving now. The party will probably be busted soon. O and a bitch started throwing knives around the place, like real actual knives.
Panda onesie. Pizza. Netflix. Wrapped up like a burrito. Screw you guys and your cute relationships THIS IS WHAT INFINITE HAPPINESS TASTES LIKE
Your rough animalistic sex sounds are disrupting my cocktail hour
the quiet that you are hearing is a silent suggestion that you should go fuck yourself
my gyno just used the expression "dick around." too far?
youll appreciate my drinking habit one day...
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