Dear everyone that texted me last night wondering where i was. i ended up face down blacked up drunk before i made it to the party. My bad
Im broke. I spend all my money on weed cigarettes alcohol and food. In that order. I cant even cut one of those because you know it'd be food. I already stopped getting my nails done just so i could support my bad habits.
There is an asian family here, I heard the mom call her son onyong
my roommate just said, "don't look at it, just put it iin your mouth"
I hope whoever gets these locks of love doesn't have a drug test anytime soon
He moved away. I mourned his dick all of Sunday. I feel a little better now.
She kept saying 'I love you' but i couldn't tell if she was talking to me or to her beer.
Let's just cut to the chase. I'm not interested in anything romantic but I aAM interested in Tom Petty and maybe getting high and fucking you again for old times sake.
Dude. He put me on a rewards point system for his dick. I have to do him favors now to build up to winning sex. This is shit.
lol i'm looking through my photos and there's this giant section of just dudes wearing murses
You say you're gonna take rehab seriously... but i keep imagining it as a training montage for you preparing to snort all of columbia.
That actually is really sweet of you
Is everyone touching their nose at me a sign that I should stop snorting vicodin off my phone in the bathroom at school?
If you've ever wanted to get filthy in a Catholic church before 2 on a Wednesday, I might be your guy.
I blame her lesbian super powers of coercion.
Too high to wash a dish but just high enough for a kitchen fire
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