Idk man, it felt like my skin was a suit and I could feel it zipping up my side and up to my mouth. And then my head felt like a ventriloquist dummy's head, with the jaw thing..it was freaky, dude
You think that's a metaphor for anything, champ?
Shut the hell up.
i just realized how high i was when i was screaming red light challenge at the top of my lungs and am watching it alone
My mom made me chili for when I get home from the bar. Those are the standards I expect you to live up to
Uhh, there's a legit bruise on my boob.. Again how does he manage this
... why is there a bottle of pee on my headboard?
I'm obsessing over hocus pocus right now. What if I change my Grindr profile to "come little children, I'll take thee away to a land of enchantment"
Well she got high, deleted the essay she was working on, and then ordered dominos. We all manage stress in different ways.
Can you find me some 'I threw up in my hair last night' medicine?
Talking to her is like watching "Bad Life Choices: The Movie"
Definitely broke my toe and messed up my knee walking back. Drink hitch hiking should never happen again.
I'm ordering sushi and crying over finals. Come over and bring wine.
On another note, I almost lost one side of my fake butt. Dancing the wobble with the fake butt isn't recommend.
He found out about your side hoe and still helped you try to find a lizard that got in the house
You are hungover. Your arguments are irrational an incoherent. We only played twice. Have some Gatorade and take a knee.
Do you ever just admire your boobs?
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