According to last night if you on the sidewalk at 12 a|m\nYour a WHORE !
They thought we spoke German and French even though we just kept repeating "I give to you a cat" and "Are you drunk?"
Wait wait wait. I remember riding in her car to the next bar. On your lap. With my head on the dashboard. That probably should have been my cut off point.
So yeah you need to stop having near death experiences at McDonalds.
Please don't be alarmed by the blood on my arms and phone in the morning. It's not mine.
You know it was a good weekend when; you leave a bi-lingual letter of apology on top of a stack of cash for hotel housekeeping.
We were fucking at break-dick speeds.
i made sure not to drool on your bed by putting my hoodie on backwards and swaddling my face in the hood
Hey start looking around for a low rider Subaru. Well get a loan. It will be capital for our first music video.
Can't decide if this guy is hot or if I'm just bored.
Sex is clearly the solution either way.
So this is what it's like to wake up with someone else's blood in your nose...
P.s. I loved that your balls smelled like coconut
Acid king. Jackson puked a lot. Promoter booth. Angry security. No acid. Probably a good thing.
Crying in Target on a display sofa is normal, right? Asking for a friend.
if being 21 means slamming 99 cent margaritas at 3:00 in the afternoon on a Tuesday then call me Peter Pan IM NEVER GROWING UP
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