so i slept on a park bench last night...no hobo
Stop. You don't mean that. Tequila might mean that. But you don't mean that.
after he came i started crying. just to fuck with his head.
Yes. It's so easy to pack to leave when you've thrown away half your clothing cause it smells like vomit.
The glockenspiel player has some booze though so hopefully the ride won't be that bad
had a guy just try to take his underwear off in the middle of the bar w o taking his pants off. That kind of Sunday afternoon
I tried. Now my legs are bleeding and I cracked my head on the coffee table. Never taking your advice again.
i saw the poster for your lost tequila... what a shame
At some point i could of swore that you were in my bedroom riding a manatee last night..... I like my new dealer
I drunkenly called my ex on Skype last night and didn't talk, just smiled real big at him until I fell asleep.
Noo.... Like in the attic of a crack house with nitrous and fat chicks weird....
Mind if I sleep with your cousin? If I can... thanks. If no, sorry its gonna happen.
sometimes you just have to listen to beyonce and cry. that's how life works
I think part of my soul drowned in beer and/or jack daniels last night.
i am also 80% sure that my shirt glows in the dark.
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