Hung over. Bed full of legos for some reason. Not getting up. Come build stuff with me.
it's a gatorade, cheez its, and regret kind of morning....
I have never heard someone not give a fuck so poetically in my life. I feel like you should be leading men into battle with a speech like that
It was darkish out, I was shit faced, and they should have marked the electric fence a little more clearly. The entire wedding reception saw me run full force into it
I took a cab from the club to the grocery store. I needed peanut butter.
I still feel like a bad person. A shoulder to cry on became a dick to suck.
Currently at a fetish club with a set of swings (don't ask). Having flashbacks to the park by my house
Can we just talk about how the only thing I have on my camera from this weekend is a video of you putting your whole fist in your mouth hahahha
When your hungover saltines taste like hope...
How weird would it be to ask your bro to 3d print your dick for me
Enough talk of my burning loins. How is your day?
Can we climb Your roof?
No bitch its 2am go home.
Ohhhhhh, that night......I need to stop drinking, almost all of my conversations that take place Wed thru Sun after 8:30 are one blurry haze.
There's wine in the fridge here. You could leave school and we could get day drunk.
That's my favorite drunk.
Right. He was like "I'll be here all night if I have to..." I was like "Well then, I'll have to call the cops..."
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