So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
Gross thing of the day...i got cum in my new boots
she added me on facebook and her celebrity doppelganger is rosie odonnel. FUCK
Come downstairs. Moms serving wine for breakfast again.
FOUR LOKO IS YES. SUNDAY MORNING DRUNK IS YES.
You were sad because he was "taking it out on the plant"
I saw him coke blaxckout on the subway at 9 this morning yelling at people callig himself the gatekeeper.
And then I asked the bartender for my third shot and he told me he had to cut me off at two because this was in fact a family fun center
I'm having one of my monday morning walk of shame coffees if you care to join.
not sure when or how we ended up at this wedding party but you need to be here they are handing out screwdrivers and Yamakas to everyone and it's a got damn open bar you need to be here now
What is my life coming to that I have to cross state lines to get laid?
*tries to be fun and flirty* *literally gets peed on*
Well, he kept asking me if I was going to murder him once we got upstairs. It sort of killed the mood.
Woke up in a car, do you own a silver car parked a few miles form the house...hope so
He just got out of surgery, almost died from shooting him self with an arrow.
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