That was a long time ago. She needed the money.
I don't care if you go out, because at the end of the night I know i'll be the one fucking you.
that was completely unnecessary, true, but unnecessary
I woke up in what appears to be a taco bell graveyard in my bed.
she just uttered the sweetest sentence in the english language...my stripper friends are coming over
The only good thing about trampolines when you're fucked up is the gushing blood really cleans all the bad coke out of your nose.
The nurse told me they're using the same medicine that killed michael jackson.
There I was staring at a teeny weeny black one and a huge white one. It was like an episode of Myth Busters
Sorry for my penis texting you last night, I can't control what he wants at 4am.
YOU WERE HAVING SEX IN THE SAME BED I WAS SLEEPING IN. AND YOU GRABBED MY HAIR. OF COURSE I'M PISSED.
She came to class yesterday wearing a shirt saying Maybe Partying Will Help. Showed up to class today and puked three times.
He just walked from his house to mine. Walked in and asked for a hug and then left.. And he's sober.
Also, I cannot stop picturing myself in a bar, 3 years from now ordering soda. Just soda. 30 pounds over weight and wearing a cat sweater. I feel like I'm heading in the wrong direction in life.
Metaphysical thesis on the illusion of self+ 2 day adderal binge = the walls of reality are crumbling
Man, that hitchhiker cursed me.
Like I didn't gracefully walk into these feelings. No, I fucking stumbled and fell face fucking first.
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