3:38a: you guys up to anything right now?
I think I died a long time ago.
sleeping like a two year old who chased ambien with a bottle of whiskey.
I walked home with an awkward asain couple. There was a language barrier but I think we're friends now.
spotted: something called the tunnel of opression. i feel like if we patricipated we wouldnt even be phased or we could run it better than them
I offered to buy ihop waffles for all the homeless people outside the metro. It was time to go to bed.
Apprently after I bit that bouncer, it all went down hill.
Yea he called the cop officer fonzarelli and asked him if he was mad because happy days was off the air. Boom, beaten and arrested
You both sound like you need to get shit faced, fight it out, and have makeup sex.
I told my grandmother all I want is a nice guy who likes to be tied up.
with great strapon comes great responsibility.
I might run out into oncoming traffic. Id rather break my legs and/or die then continue with today.
I feel like I should be having more sex dreams of my boyfriend than his sister..
Next time you decide to go downstairs hungover, please warn me. I now have to explain to twenty eight year olds why you were naked.
Unexpected pro of the hostel though: literally down the street from Coors Field. I could literally fart on the building in five minutes.
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