Nothing too bad. Lost a stuffed horse on a stick and tore my clothes off. Again.
tell ils to like buy her flowers and like a balloon that says, sorry I tried to fuck your sister. I think hallmark makes some of those cards too.
So I don't have any furniture but we just skateboard drunk around the floor.
Every now and then I'll talk to a creeper for an extended amount of time. Randy, for instance, funded our entire night of horrible decisions.
I ran a string through all of my old vicodin bottles and strung them on the tree. Tis the season.
I can't begin to describe what I look like walking through the grocery store with this outfit and chocolate syrup.
I'm at Home Depot to get supplies to fix the wall we cracked by fucking too hard against the bookshelf.
Aside from the fact that there's a penis in my mouth, that's a pretty good picture of me
well someone pooped in the lint basket in the laundry room last night, but none of us will admit to it so we're all just secretly judging each other and doubting ourselves.
She was literally passed out in a cubicle with a flask in her hand. I LOVE finals week!
Someone somewhere has a picture of me vomiting in a bus stop trash can while a drag queen held my hair for me.
Pride claims another victim
One of my pillows is missing but it's cool because there is a beef stick.
Dude, you ever snap awake on the toilet at work with that panicked, "How long have I been here?!" feeling??
Yesterday I febreezed my bed in between gentleman callers
I actually talked to his parents last night about it. haha. I had a bottle of smirnoff in my hand, I'm sure they took me serious.
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