I mean I can't believe yesterday ended w/ your house getting firebombed. What an unexpected turn of events
you need to do more things constructive for your career. like wearing pants more often.
For some reason fuck navy didn't go over quite as well as say fuck michigan;
someone just puked in the library. they put up caution tape. i totally underestimated finals week.
I vaguely remember taking a shit behind the shed before I started puking over the fence. No more Xanax.
I mean I'm not worried about us not getting wasted. I'm more worried that I'll be doing a Boris yeltzen impression by 1030.
Just crossed the line from casual pregrame to public intoxication. Shotgunning in a bus shelter.
I am sitting here. Drinking from a bottle of vodka. Eating shredded cheese from a bag and waiting on him to pick me up after he finishes with his girlfriend. This is what dreams are made of.
I heard an explosion in the backyard. You told me you were playing "will it burn".
Tell Taylor to rock on. Tell her she is so beautiful that the sun shines down on her face and shows her beauty. Tell her to live on, like Martin Luther King. He'll never die. He's living his dreams.
I'm two sheets to the sexual wind
When I'm famous, she'll look at her kids and go "I saw her buttcheeks beefore she was famous. I'm truly blessed."
So baked. About to eat a calzone then hate fuck this guy.
THAT'S MY GIRL
It was just a matte of pubes and mustard.
I a very close black and white picture of my slightly erect penis and I blew it up put it in an art gallery for a show coming up and somebody bought it for 30 Grand!!!
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