remember that time i ran away from the bar and passed out in a street cot?
neither do i
I think I died a long time ago.
just woke up. wallet empty. bottle empty. tattoo in pen on my arm. smell like bad sex. woke up alone. and wall-e is playing on my computer. need answers.
i get tired of guys telling me there married or they have a girlfriend. they act like it concerns or matters to me
If she wasn't my friend I'd think she was a huge slut
Nothing says "get your life together" better than waking up in a tub full of your own vomit. Twice. In one night.
She handed me a mouthguard and said "here, you're going to need this" that rough.
I'm sitting in the middle of them on his bed, forcing them to watch Brokeback Mountain. I am the best cock blocker ever.
My therapist is concerned about your alcoholism.
It's a gay bachelor party, it's not like dignity is to be expected
Let's go. I'm waiting for my time to shine among the stars of never never land. Make sure you bring my Peter Pan costume this time. Shit's bout to get real glittery.
All I remember is while we were making out M.A.A.D City came on so I pushed him off of me so I could rap along.
Dude at one point I lost you only to find you sitting in the bushes eating pizza.
I think my body knows it's dying and is just shutting down
CAPS.LOCK.AND.SPACEBAR.ARE.BROKEN.
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