I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE ARE WE ARE TOO FUCKING ELEVATED.
Me either! Fuck yeah, 12th and something. 12th and hamburger stand.
i friday night watching house. god, i need a life, friends, and a legitimate fake id.
i overslept, had to take a cab to the train station, might puke, bought the wrong flavored vitamin water, and mj's dead. what a terrible world to wake up to.
just fyi, hangover + ice skates = really bad idea
It's all sex hats and vagina bandages with you isn't it?
I tell myself every day I shouldn't be friends with you
I think the best part was the fact that the stripper's lock screen was a picture of the virgin mary
I walked into her room to find her sitting on the end of her bed with her heads in her hands talking to herself. She kept muttering things like "What? How? No. What? I don't --- How?" $10 says she's pregnant.
I'll see to your $10 and raise you $40.
I just smoked by myself in my childhood bedroom, how happy does it seem I am to be home for Christmas?
I just rolled a blunt at my desk. Happy early Friday!
side note: on a scale of 1-10, how bad an idea is it to hook up with 9 cats guy?
If only I could bank my drunk hookups for a sober IOU.
Well, that's not my fault. I make decisions all the time when I'm drunk.
I can't be held responsible for another man's penis.
I'm not complaining, but why is it that every time I hang out with you I come home with random injuries and random girls?
Randomize
