It is pretty awful out and I still haven't put on pants yet.
I fucked a guy named chris tucker last night
I think i sorta joined a cult last night
Apparently I masturbate in my sleep now.
There is no point in being painfully greyhound thin if you are then going to dress like it's raining in 1992.
you never know, standards drop, they turn gay, shit happens.
Renamed my iPod as 'the titantic' so when I plug it in it's says 'the titantic is syncing.'
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
I swear if it wasn't for meeting for drug dealers @ gas stations, i would never remember to get gas.
She seriously pointed at the couch and asked me if she could "ride the talking giraffe". I'll never serve everclear again.
Woke up this morning buried in a mountain of chex mix and bubble wrap. We must have been doing something great last night
Just walked into the library with a case of Strawberitas in hand.. no one said a word.. I think they were just impressed I knew where the library was
Yup on the verge of buzzed and drunk. I managed to make my way into my cat's box house to fall asleep. I'm comfortable
you dont know your limits until you wake up with a black eye and a bruised rib and find out you got ran over by a bicycle last night
PokemonGo as navigation to get some at 5:13 AM. Life choices, yo.
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