I least I know I can't get pregnant because it's on my hair
the reason why you were crawling on your hands and knees from room to room last night was because you thought the ceiling fans were chasing you...
that makes sense.
Just threw up at the bar from the heat. Fun change of pace.
I made him leave at 3am, he texted me a couple minutes later and said the elevator was broken and he was sleeping in there, but he said I was worth it so I don't feel guilty
Im tired as fuck but i cant leave him here like this i gave him the acid and i feel the responsibillity to put his mind back together its fun im an architect about to about to construct a whole new belief and moral system inside this soul. Talk about the best psychothearpy
I wish I was a power ranger. Also the universe is immense. Like it never ends. Never.
He just had a handle of vodka with ice in it yelling at people hot august night mother fuckaaaaa and was pouring it on his face
Can we just discuss how hundreds of miles away we were both beyond drunk and in some boys bed. That is the definition of friendship.
Lab coat again saves the day - hiding embarrassing shart evidence...
She gatecrashed the wedding and managed to get an invite to the open bar reception. Lucky bitch
Also, I pretty much need an IV of fluids straight to my soul
Last night you made me help you pick the raisins out of a kashi bar and acted like it was the most important thing to ever happen to you or our friendship
I feel like it went downhill once I decided we should take $100 tequila shots.. oops lol
He's gone. He left a note but all it says is "Dear Neil" followed by a drawing of a hand flipping the bird in the direction of a butt.
DETAILS
long story
just tell me the parts i wanna hear
weed, brooklyn, rough sex.
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