Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
T-minus about 54 seconds until I am too high to speak English.
I'm jealous
My throat feels like a candle.
Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
there are some nice people on this island. free ride free pancakes and they even prayed for us when they dropped us off
No it was the best sex I've had in months. Nothing turns me on more than getting rid of a boyfriend.
Just did an upsidedown spineboard shot. Gotta love lifeguard parties.
Im shrooming at the foot of a tree on top of a mountain. Feeling fly as fuckin socrates and bon iver.
He had bigger boobs than me last night and we both weren't wearing a bra so it was a fair judgement
Remember how he wouldn't sleep with me "out of respect"? Well, Mr. Respect just fingered me in a parking garage.
I gave the bathroom attendant $5 last night for turning the sink on for me. What. The. Fuck.
So they just told me that while I was being loaded into the ambulance the cop told them if they were good friends they'd post it on Facebook...
The subtweets were good enough
And thanks! There are perks to polyamory. And birthday orgies are one of them
currently working on a look that screams, "I'm dead inside, but still trying to enjoy the ride"
I always felt my time would come in the form of a tidal wave of whisky
I did it again.
I drunk texted John McCain.
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