My life is like a Sweet Valley High book but with lots of alcohol.
sometimes when i'm walking through campus i wonder how many of these people have seen me puke
Just bought a disco ball for 5 dollars, of course we're drinking tonight.
She refered to her bed as the "cockpit"....I understand that this morning.
I usually would've stopped there but I kinda remember opening the bottle of vodka, and we ALL know that's when things go downhill.
We're discussing which museums we should go to when we shroom. How ill would Picasso be?
Oh you know, watching its always sunny and petting his cat and NOT fucking. I'm starting my whorefree 2012 resolution early.
Watching her eat just hurts me
She told me to pick her up in the corner of shame and self-disgust.
Her cop pants made me imagine I was riding a unicorn and by unicorn I mean her face
I'm not sure what happened last night but my dog has a red cup taped to his back with a little beer and a ping pong ball in it..
We invented a new game.
The creeper at the bar just realized we have the same birthday and bought me four beers already. He walked off so I took his change and dashed, i'm bringing the case over now.
I think part of my soul drowned in beer and/or jack daniels last night.
isnt it crazy how for years we were living our owns lives, and now only a wall seperates us?
stop. eating. my. shrooms.
No instead we fucked in the elevator.. it was wrong on so many levels..
How tall was the building? Maybe it was only wrong on some of them
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