my brain is sober enough to have a conversation.. but my arms feel nice
Why are you ignoring all of my texts?
The power was out.
hey what are you doing
hooking up with some marlborough girl. shes gorgeous!
i texted you because i like you, and i told my freinds you were my fiance. but sine we're not dating you're not cheating and i'm pathetic
I just want to make him a cookie cake that says "you have no chance with me."
Just so you know, the bottle of red gatorade is NOT GATORADE. It is definitely someone's puke. I hope nobody else makes the same mistake I did.
What's the point in getting all dressed up and going when i'm just gonna throw up on myself by midnight?
We've finally become those guys who you'd see in middle school when you went to the park who are just stoned out of their minds sitting on the swings.
Tonight's Real World episode reinforced the well-known fact that men of any caliber can hook up with girls named "Crystal"
tolerance is too high. going on a liquor strike. ghandi style.
He is now tagging himself in my pics from last year where he is barely visable in the corner. i feel like he's marking his territory.
I'm ok. I've got the pantsless-with-dignity thing down pat
I feel like the devil is trying to impregnate me through my eyeballs.
He's doing his thing where I don't know if he's alive until three in the afternoon so idk
YOU RAISED A SWORD OVER YOUR HEAD AND SCREAMED AT HIM WHAT THE FUCK ELSE DID YOU THINK WOULD HAPPEN?!
I'm glad we smoked together,that was probs the biggest sibling bonding we will ever have.
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