it was a shit show
We all have our days. But yours might be on the internet.
things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
she kept checking the clock when she was giving me head and at midnight she said she had to stop because she cant eat meat on fridays is that bitch serious
weed brownie and a latte, breakfast of champions
Sorry I had passed out by this time I think, with the chicken fingers ON my face in my bed, with all the lights on, and ketchup all over.
Hello everyone will one of you please inform me on why I woke up in a cardboard recycle dumpster with no shirt and a stuffed animal? I want to hear this explanation.
Your godly.
Also I walked home in over mitts \nLet's take a minute to really laugh about that
Dear future Eric, sorry about the Everclear. Sincerely, Eric +2 shots E.C.
Breakfast Clubbing as Juggalos. I can feel our IQs in freefall.
He thought my hair would soak it up. I HAD TO CUT IT OFF.
I just had really awesome sex bent over the side of an air hockey table. That is all. Happy thanksgiving.
High me just had to pick the lock on my sisters room because I locked my vodka in there. I love vacation.
You keep talking about hotdogs and yelling "COME ON DOWN, LET ME SEE WHAT YOU'RE WEARING"
I didn't rip your fishnets, WE ripped your fishnets.
The cat's telling me to stop taking acid, and to start doing the lords work. I'm almost 99% sure he's talking about the dark lord.
THIS CAT'S GOING TO TURN INTO A SNAKE AND KILL ME! GET OVER HERE NOW! BRING YOUR WAND.
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