Hey it's Austin.
I am not drunk enough for this conversation.
Dude sorry i couldnt seem to spell any words right in the texts i sent you last night
I felt like a fucking code breaker.
Going to a jewelry store high is not a good idea. I look like mr.t's wife.
Everything is bigger in Texas. Including Colt's vagina.
I'm starting to think The only feelings I have anymore are drunk and hung over
you can't hurt those
In the middle of switching positions, we shared a line of coke. It's was like a modern-day 'Lady and the Tramp.'
the only thing coherent you said from what i saw of you is when you were throwing up, i asked if you were done and you just "uh huh you know what it is"
I tried to put a seat belt on in the shower. And I'm 80% sure I ate soap.
They're doing a Bong-A-Thon for 4/20. I don't care if you quit. You are coming out of your weed retirement for this.
Just tell your mom you have to go somewhere half naked with a strange man. She'll understand
Never backflip into an above ground pool. I think the gash will be smaller by Monday though.
valentines day is a day for loved ones to share. So me and my vibrator. Happy holidays.
He's such a neat freak that he started making the bed while I was still laying on it naked. He succeed in case you were wondering.
Me saying I wish i was a better person + me pretending I don't want to fuck on my period = me lying
High me is so sweet. She left not-high me a fortune from a fortune cookie and 6 packets of soy sauce in my tampon drawer.
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