so just incase you wake up on the couch wondering how you got there--you came home at 7am, put ice in a cup--then you proceeded to put the cup in the microwave and melt it because you "wanted water". you then, fell down the stairs while saying "you don't know me" then crawled to the couch.
in the practice room. just found 3 bottles of smirnoff hidden inside the piano. SO glad i didn't get into berklee...
can your parents tell?
i just had a cookie in one hand and a phone in the other and tried to eat my phone...they know
there is a baby dancing on the table amidst the smoke of multiple cigarettes. i want to trade lives with that baby.
Ohhh, TODAY your worried. Becasue last weekend when we warned you about her you said "shes too hot to have herpes."
There is a mosh pit in our kitchen. You better hurry.
It wasn't until like 4 and when we got off the phone you said god was summoning you back into the bar
Don't feel bad sweetie, you're not the only classy one in town. I'm still driving around with that tupperware of tequila in my cup holder from last week's Margarita Monday.
Just called the consul general of France "dude"
Do you ever wonder what the men who we shamelessly objectify would think if they saw our texts in regard to them?
Again??? Now we can't ever fucking go there again STOP PEEING IN FOYERS
You know, I think I'm going to rock the shit out of this whole mid-twenties thing. Fuck babies and weddings -- I have vodka and young cock.
Today is a spill-drugs-all-over-myself kind of day.
These last 48 hours have just been about deleting my most recent snap story
I'll do my best. he just keeps yelling beer and doing dick helicopters
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