just went trash diving in my work clothes for weed. A&E's intervention here i come.
it makes more sense than having a misplaced asshole
im not talking about this
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
he just chased his shot of tequila with a chicken nugget.. either its a canadian thing or hes wasted
He wants to make love to me in a sea of paint and wash my tears away with the brushes surrounding us..I've known him for 2 days.
Doing blow at 6am to "wake myself up for clinicals" was a baaaaad idea
We're like Siamese twins, but joined at the genitals.
A beer is a heart your wish makes!!!
I fucking hate you. Some slutty looking drunk chick backed her ass up across the bar and started grinding on you. You ignored her because you didn't want to share you drink
I care about my drink far more than her feelings
Got it in all night, now at a bar at 730 am and we are the only two people here. Somewhere my mid twenties father is applauding me.
If they could bottle a hangover it would taste exactly like lemon lime Gatorade and failed hopes and dreams
The body is still out there. I don't think my trainer realized when he asked me not to drink for 24 days, how often I see dead people
does 2pm fall under the wake n bake category?
I am just High Enough to train A-Team of bodybuilding squirrels MMA techniques to tear you asunder. And it's not that I want to is just don't you make me do it!
the next morning his mother came in to tell me that she made breakfast. she told me to put my clothes on too. awkward.
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