i'm at the st pattys day thing. the bar is packed. they just put on celine dion its all coming back to me now. i'm screaming the words.
it's 1 pm.
apparently breaking a beer bottle and then throwing up in a urinal is a terrible way to pick up girls.
i could have sworn she did an overextended split with her legs over her head but now i think it was just the drugs
i know i said i'd always be there for you, but i'm beginning to think that what you call "being there for me" the american judicial system calls reckless endangerment.
wine lets you be on time to class apparently
This is a dangerous realization
I just tripped out to the Angel of Music from Phantom of the Opera in my car. Wayyyy to high for shuffle right now.
Our lady landlord called. Dot worry, I handled it. Drunk. Tell her it was Nate. Done. Good. Bye. Drunk.
Bone him for me, BONE HIM TWICE FOR ME.
YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH THE WOMAN THAT IS STAYING AT YOUR HOUSE. FORGIVE ME IF IM NOT THINKING YOUR A DEDICATED BOYFRIEND.
I'm not going to say what I did. You're smart enough to figure it out. But I did it. And you owe me 20$
I mean honestly, what would you have done?
Not screw her in the church house?
I have an interview tomorrow! The couple we regularly swing with said I could use them as references. Winning
Nate is still in lock up because when the cop informed me he'd shit his pants in the squad car I declined to post bail.
I think my brain is throwing up inside my head. How do you live like this?
I just racked up a fucking ginormous hospital bill because I came so hard I had an asthma attack
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