I just came to the conclusion that the most depressing part of my day is when I have to put clothes on.
absolutely not. he will always be that kid that threw up a ham and cheese sandwich in fourth grade to me.
I don't think I can fit "I'm sorry for ruining Christmas" on one cake. Better make two.
she just came into my room, drunkenly shoved six dollars into my bra and told me to spend it on chicken wings.
I woke up with like grass burns all over my body, i'm pretty sure i made out with someone under a bus. . . but i'm not sure
walking around pouring bird seed on passed out guys in the quad.
there's a girl in the coffee shop just eating a pint of ben & jerry's
SMART GIRL
Fun new game when high: sorting socks. Took forever. Was awesome.
So fucking hammered. Is this all spelled right? I'm holding it up to my eye. I am on a boulder. I feel like an owl
You just sat there for two solid hours staring at your monitor and every five minutes screamed "LEGOOOOOS"
And you are going to be so turned on by my batman skills later
Enough talk of my burning loins. How is your day?
All I want is dick and wine.
also, I think I lit my hair on fire when I got home..
I can't be a daydrinker without you. It just doesn't work.
I love you too.
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