At least I can take solace in the fact that with 8 billion some odd people in the world, at least one of them is shitting in their own car right now.
is it bad that the economy has gotten so bad that finding cheap gas gives me the same excitement and joy as finding a hot, blonde haired, blue eyed, tall, athletic single straight guy?
Your my favorite hello and hardest goodbye.
And I especially mean that last part, half the time you pass out somewhere and it is impossible to get you to leave.
Listening to Joy Division and applying for Walmart. You get to choose which one is more depressing.
The girl behind me in psych just tapped me on my shoulder to tell me there was a condom wrapper in my hood.
cracked out the beer snorkel again. that thing has a five for five record of getting me naked.
after she pushed someone down the stairs to get more vodka we lost her for a while and found her on the pole in the garage pouring water on herself
I know. It's cray. Crayon. Crayolaaaaa.
I'm sad we weren't friends when I went through my "I like drugging my friends" phase
I AM CRUING IT IS 93:2 AM AND I AM CYGIN INT BED
He is so pussy whipped she has made him change his name to Toby
He bought the 12 pack of condoms. I take that as a sign of serious commitment.
I woke up at 6:30 in the morning on the A train on 14th street. You wouldn't know anything about that right?
Anyway, that's been my evening- crying and looking up diabetes symptoms. How was your night?
I wouldn't have found her if it wasn't for the vomit trail leading into my brother's room.
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