what ever happened to devon sawa?
fuck...who knows?
i'm really worried about him.
I went for the touchdown every play, and I think I ended up with herpes.
There is a contact in my phone named "Bar Mcntysu." this is why we need a third person to go out with us.
Well if he truly loves me he will just have to accept my flaws. And that includes a tequila dependency and borderline lesbianism.
Remember me drinking the vodka from in between your legs?
This shit I'm taking feels like I've eaten every burrito in the world and chased that with an aquarium of hot sauce.
Just talked to Kate. She said I called her on Friday night. She said I was crying for 5 minutes because we were parked in front of a fire hydrant.
So my niece decided to play "lets make shapes out of your bruises" with me and told me that one of them looks like a shark bite. Bravo, sir. Bravo.
Dammit labor day drinking cancelled due to 3 inch long table saw cut to palm
Nothing says thanksgiving like acid flashbacks
Whoever put the life size cut out of Snoop Dog next to me in bed understands me.
She was hammered and showed her gay best mate a pic of my cock, his response was "I fucked the wrong brother"
On a side note apparently my brother is gay
There is blood all over my sheets and no discernible source.
Unexpected pro of the hostel though: literally down the street from Coors Field. I could literally fart on the building in five minutes.
He was actually surprised when I poured myself a glass full of straight vodka. Clearly he doesn't know me as well as he thinks.
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