Just tried to tap morse code on the wall seperating our beds to tell you I was awake and ready to smoke
We watched 'the mighty ducks' last night and took shots every time someone quacked. I woke up this morning wearing a nothing but a hockey jersey laying next to him on the floor. He was wearing a goalie mask. I really wish I knew what happened.
All I could understand from his text was "hatchet" "soccer" & "bitch". its safe to say andy has had enough to drink & will be violent soon
Then she yelled something like "YOU HAVE SO MANY FORKS!" before collapsing on the floor
I lost track of him after he threw the handful of pennies at the 2 female cops and ran into the darkness. I heard a tazer and a scream. All that is left is his flip flop. Its like hes drunken man-derella.
Remember that night I drank a bunch of vodka, pounded your Jameson because 'you were a pussy', punched you in the face and ran off as fast as my high heels could go? It was just my Russian and Irish sides fighting for genetic dominance
its the kind of night you break several limbs and say you were lucky
I'm doing laundry from this weekend.. That poor shirt I wore to the rave smells like a dead animal that rolled in weed and pain..
Im at that shitty point in my day where I start planning night activities while finger dipping vyvance off of my desk, you got any plans?
An hour is enough time for me to get drunk and win a dry hump marathon so I hope you have somewhat similar or better goals
he doesn't sweat normal. maybe that's what THC smells like coming through the sweat glands...
What if he stabs me in the back, mid-orgasm, as I sit on his face? It'd be a miraculous way to go but that's not the point
Ur here to start shit and I'm here to light that shit on fire
I came home and my mom goes "why are you barefoot and where the hell are your shoes?" and I replied "I have French fries"
Just a reminder- you dropped broccoli in my car and then felt bad for it and named him Henry
I know. I miss henry.
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