I DON'T KNOW WHERE WE ARE WE ARE TOO FUCKING ELEVATED.
Me either! Fuck yeah, 12th and something. 12th and hamburger stand.
I spilled a beer on myself, so I went back to my place to change. The city marshall was at my door with a warrant. That beer cost me 760 bucks.
And i was thinking, 'i'm happy to be underneath you, but i wish you weren't doing THAT.'
we made margaritas with slurpies from 7-11 and beer.
...i had to draw her a diagram of her own vagina. including a little arrow to the clitoris. shouldn't it be the other way around?!?
lets be honest. she's not NEARLY as much fun to fb creep since she got out of rehab...
And for the fourth year in a row Christmas has ended in tears, yelling and me drinking. This is officially our longest running Christmas tradition.
judging by the mobile uploads you added of me last night, we cant keep living this way.
Just saying goodbye until I figure this whole "warrant out for my arrest" thing
I want to take my head off and cuddle with it
Maybe it will forgive me and stop being an asshole
I literally just biked home like I was on the last leg about to win the tour du France. Fuck diarrhea
I can't tell if I'm still on the hangover from last night, or if I'm experiencing the one from tomorrow, because it was so powerful that it actually traveled back through time...
Is it awkward to pay for your boob job with scholarship money? Either way, it's happening.
He's nice and all but I think I rather masturbate my way to happiness instead.
I aimed for bossy but it came out slutty
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