just woke up. wallet empty. bottle empty. tattoo in pen on my arm. smell like bad sex. woke up alone. and wall-e is playing on my computer. need answers.
Tonight, I'm planning on being a bigger trainwreck than Britney Spears circa 2007.
I wonder how skeet ulrich feels about the skeet skeet phrase and and what it denotes.
i feel like an archaelogyst. im pulling apart last weeks brownies to find the weed in them
Sorry I tried to blow your roommate in your room. I felt more at home there.
It's what America was founded on: former hookups referring you for a job four years later.
I mean, I can get to know him eventually. The time frame doesn't really matter. I'll have sex with him regardless of whether he's interesting or not.
Na Im fine, just need to un-grow this vagina I've developed
He is dust bro dust in the wind I waited in this unlocked car long enough.
at any given day I am at least 60% invested in my work. today I am staggered around 3.5%
We have hung out 5 times and only had sex 3 of those times. I'd call that friendship
Coming straight to your house after the flight. If not in Federal Prison for disobeying peanut laws.
I COULD CUT A FUCKING DIAMOND WITH MY RIGHT NIPPLE RIGHT NOW HOLY FUCK
We are never doing shots of gin. Never again.
I'm pretty sure that's exactly what we're doing.
so i might have slept on your bathroom floor last night...
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