Raging hang over. 6AM finish. Shat on a bag of trash in an alley. D L that last bit.
ive decided theres a fine line between accepting money for sex and letting someone buy you late night taco bell and knowing that if he hadnt you wouldnt be in his bed right now
just spent about 3 1/2 hours looking for a dollar so I can buy weed.
suggestion: become a stripper.
I just stepped on my own foot and apologized to my shoe... THAT high.
we're making bets on your personal life
I'm deep cleaning my room right now. Not sure if it actually needs it or if I'm just trying to symbolically cleanse myself of the last 24 hours.
I'm going to need a Jurassic park sized pooper scooper to deal with all this shit last night caused.
I have bruises all over my legs. Did I hit a car with my bike last night?
The creeper at the bar just realized we have the same birthday and bought me four beers already. He walked off so I took his change and dashed, i'm bringing the case over now.
At one point I believe I was despencing medical advice while wearing a sombrero and a hulk hand
Would you say that skipping class and sitting alone in my room singing One Direction to myself and sobbing is an acceptable way to deal with the break-up
He's the one named Andrew. In his profile picture he is the one on the right in the monkey costume.
I feel really sorry for my toilet right now
He's the first boyfriend I wouldn't cheat on. This is a really big deal for me
Good morning beautiful! Wanna steal a cat this weekend?
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