its not stalking. its research.
I'm drinking in the hospital parking lot.
I need like a "Cookong High for Idiots" book. Or a car.
i just shit on the floor of my room. my roommate was in the bathroom, my choices were limited.
the paramedic just looked at me like "you again?"
Imagine the time you most wanted to kill yourself. Now add a room full of jail bait and no booze. Multiply that by a million.
I tried to discuss modern art with a cab driver after explaining that I only had one shoe on b/c a pitbull ate the other one. Wtf. Call me when you can.
Its gonna be a symphony of fucks
I am too young to be this hungover
Is this your way of saying you want a sober 19th?
Itd be nice if there was a level of interest in me somewhere in between the indifference and obsession that I've only been attracting
Just kidding. Don't worry, you're getting sugar and orgasms for Valentine's day.
I can't decide which is better: the sex, or remembering that I have ice cream in the freezer after he left
How do I figure out the name of this sleeping naked guy in my bed?
still drunk on my way to class to give my presentation on the negative affects of alcohol on the body. hell yes.
The kid with the ed hardy shirt put a bunch of random shit in the washer and turned it on. example: a hanger, the movie Chocolate with Johnny Depp, and your mom's cat
Randomize
