i feel like im playing gay clue. i have to figure out where i am, who took me home, and what he put in me
Caught my drug dealer jacking off. I think this is a new step in our relationship
They normally just get fucked up and see who can hold their hand on the exhaust the longest. It's great
We eventually get in a cab (after david tried to hail multiple regular cars and some sort of shuttle bus)
She was stumbling around looking for her cat. She said i could help, but i had to call him by his jungle name
2 more and I will have fucked 75 percent of my acting class. best. elective. ever.
She's drinking vodka out of a windex bottle. She is spraying it in her mouth and at strangers.
I'm going to die alone in my chair and get eaten by my cat. That kind of break up.
i woke up soaking wet with shard of glass imbedded in my flesh dangerously close to my dick what happend?!!
BEER BOTTLE SWORD FIGHTHING!!
I told her my cab was outside the club and that I had to go, but I think we both knew this wasn't going anywhere past the sloppy bathroom handjob.
I can now recognize that when my wine bottle reaches a certain point, I probably shouldn't tweet, text or call anyone. RESPONSIBILITY
he threw an umbrella that he ripped out of the table at the fence like he was harpooning a whale while the owner of the bar was outside then tried to blame it on an old man...
I'm just wondering how Jon managed to get vomit ON THE CEILING?
Last night I realized my life is an experiment of really bad decisions when I had to leave without my underwear. But at least I'm expanding my life experience.
Taking one of the loudest shits ever at work and I have to say...I'm having a better time than I thought I would
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