1:12am: That's just how i roll, and this dress she is wearing is dirty and needs to get pulled over her head.
ok, i just want to know who did it and which end it came out of
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
As a driver I hate pedestrians, and as a pedestrian I hate drivers, but no matter what the mode of transportation, I always hate cyclists.
Like reprimanding the wall for "sneaking up on me" drunk
Ask politely.
Fine. Can i please come over, hang out with you, sit around a campfire, smoke tree, listen to sublime, and fuck the shit out of you?
Thats good enough.
So apparently after he gets hammered, falls down a set of stairs and gets a concussion, he can still come home and find a way to play his guitar solo bullshit as loud as possible while i seduce my date...
theres still like 7 beers in the gutter from the roof party we had last night. i dont know how we got up there. but we need to get those beers down.
his phone is always ringing though. It makes me feel like I'm dating a doctor who's always on call.
yeah, dating a doctor sounds much better than fucking your drug dealer.
Around noon tomorrow come looking for me. I'll be on Mill wearing whatever clothes I haven't lost yet. DO NOT REPLY. DO NOT ASK QUESTIONS. JUST DO IT.
I started screaming "MY PARENTS ARE MORMON" at a stranger and promptly proceeded to run into a wall. How do you think it went?
When I finally came to, I was in the DJ booth wearing his headphones while he was spinning. That's all I got.
I'm jealous, curious, and aroused. All at the same time.
My job here is done.
You know the force is loosing strength when Darth Vader can't handle his liquor on halloween.
Don't do it. It's 9 am on a Monday morning and I'm hungover. I can't deal with tears right now.
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