well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
It's Christmas week. I wouldn't know what to do if i wasn't hung over.
I feel like my teeth are sweating.
I don't care if we have to swim home from the bar, Im not gonna sit home in the dark and read some fucking book
You'd think the dry cleaners next door would be less judgmental for as much business as my theme parties bring them.
LET US USE OUR GENITALS TO CELEBRATE THIS VICTORY
As planned I took it to the limit. Then we met a new limit. Now they are limit friends.
Well. I hope my dad likes whatever sweater stoned me picks out.
I'm wandering around outside asking things if they are god
I don't need inspirational quotes. If I'm going to be motivated, it will be by anger and spite.
I was 40 minutes late to work today because I was getting fucked. Walked in to discover that it's apparently performance review day. Employee of the year.
I cannot, in good conscience, let you talk to a guy who wears Chaps and a knit beanie
Can I just swipe right on his dad?
I gave him one of my famous hand jobs.
I am way to hungover for it to be Thursday.
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