wakey wakey hands off snakey
i had a dream last night that my liver tore its self out of my body and ran away.
THEY HAVE A VOMIT TROUGH.
What?
A TROUGH FOR VOMIT.
Blood. All over. Pre coke adventure needs to slow down unless I'm involved
we knew we'd be okay when we walked up to the dealers house and he asked us to please be quiet as to not wake his nana.
At one point, you closed your eyes and asked me which 'six flags' we were at
fat chick, vomit on the dog, and three unidentifiable pills in my ear. all in the same ear. what the hell happened after the guests showed up?
He offered to buy me free breakfast if I stayed at the hotel overnight with him. I then realized they have a complimentary breakfast.
Like we were literally doing coke off his insulin pump
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
You introduced her by saying, "This is the girl who sexes me." Then you passed out on the coffee table.
See, remember when you wanted to get an Ashley Madison account and I told you not to and you hated me? You. Are. Welcome.
Quick question—how good are you at digging holes? I mean, besides the one you've dug for yourself. asking for a friend
not only did I call my ex crying but drunk me also deleted the phone log so I had no warning when I saw him in class
Did I fall last night?
I wouldn't call it falling as much as you tried to lay on the sidewalk and proceeded to hit it face first.
Randomize
