Eating in charleston sc at a seafood place called "hymans". Like normal I had no problem finding it.
The mexican place next the the funeral home has dollar margaritas, our grandfather would want us to act on this... trust me i know.
That bad?
Full length cargo pants, running shoes, and a partial unibrow. Alcohol really is blinding.
Who the hell poured a whole pouch of Capri Sun down my throat last night?
I have so much shit FLYING through my head. They're all in magic carpets and everything
because drunk making out is frowned upon in museums i think
have i crossed some slutty boundary when gay guys are sending me cock pics?
Oh fuck. There is like a human shit on the sidewalk. I hate this place.
She is currently drunk and caressing my professor's face with one hand.
I'm worried because he hasn't removed it.
I will be there. invited or not. I go where the pancakes go.
Are you doing that thing where you're convinced I made a terrible decision
Daily.
it was like teleporting. everytime i opened my eyes, i was somewhere different... usually the floor.
You cant use biscuit as a chaser
His face matches his life choices. Both are train wrecks.
Note to self: make sure the door is locked before the handcuffs go on.
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