We made a percocet pizza. And then i made an unfortunate decision.
you started texting yourself and saying they were "divine messages from heaven" then you threw up on stacie's piano.
Chasing shots by shotgunning beers is not a good idea.
Don't worry I drank 7 more beers & brought home a guy that bit me at the bar.
drove into oncoming traffic. add a minute to my ETA
probably one of the worst weekends ever... i got peed on by his sleepwalking roommate.
But here's the wonderful thing about us. It's us. You could invite me over, get really wasted and end up sleeping with someone else and id be there in the morning to take you to breakfast.
I am at Brians in a pirate costume, what the hell am I thinking
My horseshoe mustache feels at home at this bar.
It's like jay gatsby himself preordained that our genitals meet again.
Oh lord. I have no recollection. I just got up. Surveying the damage. Found phone with messages out by pool. Still have not located my top or determined when i stopped wearing it
Remind me to tell you: When threeways go awry, my MLK weekend story.
momentary stint on a second floor library computer...guy next to me snorted blue adderall off his notebook through a cut straw, i cant tell if this guy is my hero or just plain crazy...
No one can touch me, I'm made of fruit.
It was like Strip poker and blow, but with Yu-Gi-Oh cards
Randomize
