i'm unexpectedly in a limo, eating poutine. the driver just offered me coke. good idea?
i love rice pilaf. whoever invented that i would give them a hug.
walked right past julianne moore (on her walk of shame this morning) god i love new york. :)
martini and pecan pie.. breakfast of champions.
I think I slept in the cheesecake last night. Either that or I had a wet dream. Whatever happened I need to wash my pants.
you know it's gonna be a good 4/20 when you start saving up for it in january.
I had him autograph the condom wrapper.
In your drunken glory you promised me, tongue, 12 naked pics, and 1,800 breakfasts.
I picked up a chick last night on crutches wearing a I am boobman tshirt. I love raves.
I mean there are things broken right and left, I woke up surrounded by dog statues, and we had a vodka bubble bath.
Did I really drink that whole bottle of Jack Daniels last night?
Heroically.
He sent me nudes and then a text asking if I tried the new Cantina Bowl from Taco Bell. He sure does romance right, doesn't he?
Well, I crapped my pants in front of her entire family, was laughed out of their house, and I had to walk home with shit stained pants. So, yeah, it went really well.
I don't particularly remember setting a firecracker off in my hand. No more tequila.
I havent moved from the couch and I'm licking peanut butter from a spoon, I'm a beautiful person.
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