I'm on that like soy sauce on rice
some dude is getting blown right outside the bar in his car. reeediculous
class
he's dribbling her head like he's fucking allen iverson
There is no point in being painfully greyhound thin if you are then going to dress like it's raining in 1992.
its like think what a normal person would think but completely the opposite.
I had a wet dream about my mom last night. words can't even begin to discribe how scarred I am. what. the. fuck.
I'm starting to think The only feelings I have anymore are drunk and hung over
you can't hurt those
And the cops told us we were all naked.
Woke up un the hot tuv. Climbed out fo the hot tub and fell asleeo. Woke ip again in the hot tub.
Not drinking has really freed up a lot of my time. I made a bracelet yesterday. I miss bars.
I just power smoked 3 bongs, ate hot cocoa mix before making hot cocoa, and realized James Spader's character on The Office reminds me of your mom.
You told the cop you where the star of the Track team and tried to run away. So yeah, i'm not surprised.
In the ER with Chelz, I may have broken her ankle during sex. Lovely.
Apparently when the cops arrived I was standing over him in the bathroom yelling, get the fuck up you piece of shit. Beer still in hand.
I went to watch porn and there's already 3 Santa videos. Happy November 1st.
Don't do tequila. The Devil himself spits into shot glasses and we call it tequila. You will do bad things.
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