We owe the rent and you're unemployed...you're in no financial position to flirt with cocaine addiction.
im holly from the hills drunk
St Patricks Day is not the day you decide to have a sober epiphany.
He just told me that he goes squirrel hunting. NO LONGER BANGABLE.
He's drinking 50/50 vodka/water out of a camelback. Disaster would be a compliment at this point.
Small children cheering my name. I am not a decent enough human being to feel comfortable with this.
whiskey
stop
tequila
you're fuckin up my ability to be a agrown up
I just want to fall into a pit of xannies and eat my way out.
He was making Jim beam nachos. Chips soaked in whiskey with cheese
The three of us were sitting silently in my dining room at 4:30 am, half drunk, eating cold spaghetti and listining to death metal. I need a fucking cigarette.
Are you saying I'm your favorite hot mess?
I'm actually my favorite my hot mess, but you're a close second.
Fantasizing about the apocalypse is fun and shit until the conditions that could lead to one suddenly seem feasible
Remind me to tell you: When threeways go awry, my MLK weekend story.
How’d it go?
I accidentally joined a cult
So not great...
The weirdest part of it all was wondering if I was going to take off his fanny pack or he was before we fucked
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