he walked in on you at the party drunkenly dancing alone on the bed wearing mardi gras beads, sunglasses, and using one ski pole as a microphone.... and you STILL got laid. i dont get your life.
also, just kill me. literally hit me with a vehicle, or an aircraft, something that will ultimately make me forget tonight.
sorry
why?
oh you didn't look in the living room yet, did you?
I do wanna see you. And we can just lay here and watch a movie and listen to me cry.
i don't knpow whats goin on i think theyre sacrificeing me to th tequila gods
Bought asot tix too. After Saturday I'm gonna be reborn like Jesus and no drugs until edc
I was too drunk to remember throwing up so i probably didn't learn my lesson
Do you know how hard it is to give a bj in your dead grandmothers car
Stealing, and booze. If only you added meaningless sex with random people you would have wrapped all your life passions together
I think he might be using me for sex. I also think I might be ok with that.
I felt like I crashed a wedding. Everyone was dressed so nice and I was covered in actual dirt and a little blood.
Anyways enough about genital fatigue...
Honestly cannot tell if I’m magical or really, really high.
the last thing is remember is that strange guy in the leotard...i woke up in my bed, naked, with a half eaten grilled cheese on my nightstand, a six pack in the fridge, a new pack of cigarettes on my pillow and coke in my purse. apparently i bought some drugs, shopped and cooked. typical.
ok morning sex is a totally valid reason to come in late... ur good, cya in 20
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