four days late. damn you, makeup sex. you win again.
she is graduated, working for the school, and puking in the bathroom of a frat house. she wants brush her hair so she doesnt "look trashy". im in love.
May or may not have just drunkenly opened my christmas presents. Greatly disappointed. Might break up sooner.
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
i think there mostly mad about the fact it was 6 pm not the fact i blew a .255
and now that ive poetically compared your vagina to a nuclear missile, I hope youre prepared for this date.
I think the universe has a conglomeration of sentences reserved only for me.
I give up. I can't handle that class sober any longer. I have an army of whiskey shooters for the next three weeks. Wish me luck.
A duck just looked me in the eye whilst I peed in a lake. I feel so dirty.
You went to a drug deal in a onesie.
When you're high, you dance like an injured velociraptor.
SINCE WHEN WAS USING A FROZEN WATER BOTTLE ATTACHED TO A ROPE AS A THROWING WEAPON A GOOD IDEA??
i keep replaying things i did last night. and remembering new things. and its a constant cycle of torture
I'm giving head in a stairwell, I'll be back in a few minutes. I'm so ashamed.
The name of the man in your bed is not Ryan. I can't remember what his name is but that is wrong
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