Whatever it was. it was pregnant.
You don't understand, alcohol has become a thing of survival for me and without it I can't function as a normal human being
That's the last time I try to be adventurous at a gas station
He just made me a heart out of cocaine... i think i'm in love
On a scale of 1 to last weekend, how hungover are you?
I took the chef home. His dick even tasted like garlic
I can trace it back to that drunken night where we peed on each other in the shower.
That would warm my breasts.
In this context breast is a metaphor for soul.
Well two things you gotta know if you're gonna live here. your alcohol tolerance is gonna need to go up, and people do blow. Get used to it. Nobody is gonna pressure you into it. That shits expensive
i have an important question...can you drink in jail?
I just looked into the eyes of the man whose car I peed on last night
I made the last cup in beer pong off the dude's hat. I also faintly remember rapping Forever by Drake during said game.
It's only just- an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, a nude for a nude
Woke up way too warm in the middle of a spooning sandwich. Was working up a rant about still not wanting a threesome. Then I realized the littlest spoon was the dog. Might need to break up anyway.
In hindsight I shouldn't have been blasting Antichrist Superstar if I didn't want to seem suspicious driving up to a Catholic church
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