So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
The karaoke bar doesnt have electric avenue. Ill just have to pick another song and sing the lyrics to electric avenue
I just threw up in a patch of wild flowers on the side of the road. I never knew rock bottom was so beautiful.
Just bought a disco ball for 5 dollars, of course we're drinking tonight.
I do what I can to inject something into your life every day. Today, humor. Saturday. Penis.
He's coming over, and I hope he doesn't get hungry. I'm sure its not proper protocol to bring one booty call to another booty call's house for the munchies.
I think we should get high on adderall and nair each other again for New years.
I find it worrying that she bit me in bed. Then proceeded to write her name in bite marks. All without ever losing the rhythm of our fucking.
I cannot be this high in this house. This house has so many of my secrets in its walls.
Well, my breasts are swollen and I cried about the Iditarod. But I say PMS until proven pregnant.
Showering in not my own throw up is really hittin the spot right now.
Considering what happened last night and how horrible I feel, I look amazing
Had a girl with a moustache tattoo on her hand give me a handjob. That shit was classy as fuck. I felt like I should be wearing a monocle or something.
Dude we were sitting at my place stoned as fuk then someone knocks on the door and it was my neighbor giving me a huge box of cookie dough. Magic of weed.
Tell me you're alive little brother. And please tell me you didn't get arrested. You made no fucking sense last night in your random texts and pictures you were sending me.
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