You sent me a text calling me "cunt" while i was in the middle of dumping my bf.
So we're fucking tonight?
just joined the mile high club. if this plane crashes because of this text, it was worth.
Brutal- a couple weeks back I had a 28 hr blackout and four day hangover. S'why I decided to haul it in
i made potato chips in weed oil. what did you do today?
The drugstore has summer clearance. I bought you a little mermaid bucket. Now your hangovers will feel more like childhood adventures.
She kept telling me to calm down. I was on the floor with my eyes shut, not moving. In levels of calm I was one step above coma patient
I am going to borrow your water/shock proof video camera for St. Pattys day so that if wake up next to the highway again I know why.
Ok but I hold the right to any footage of you getting slapped, puking, anything with body shots, and allowed to make a montage of it to put on youtube.
Getting sick, pulled the filter off a camel crush and rolled it into my joint to clear my sinuses. If there were stoner awards, I'd receive one.
Who knows. Maybe the world would be a better place if more people sent their drug dealers thank you cards.
Maybe she'll change her mind but the "go fuck yourself" doesn't seem promising
Simple revenge plan: break into his house and steal one shoe of every pair
At least I know that however bad my life gets and how low I can feel I'll never feel shitting in a red robin parking lot low
How the fuck do you get a noise complaint filed against you at 9:30am on a fucking Tuesday?
You've got the chocolate, drugs and my pants. You hold all the cards...
you going clubbing tonight?
well its tuesday isnt it
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