I tried to gradually lead her into my room but she wouldn't stop crying and quoting memoirs of a geisha
dude sorry about putting my finger in your butt last nite i was wasted and thought it was mine
I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
Still bad at ganbling. Still good at dringing.
Theres also beggin' strips and a dog bone in the corner...nooo signs of there being a dog though.
There's always time for handjobs
hanging out with you guys is like living the wikipedia entry for drugs...not sure i can handle that tonight.
At front desk. Got a beer drinking pigeon.
I took so my adderall all I can do is lie on my floor and stare too hard at my hedgehog. He has 42 spines in the dark spot on his shoulder btw.
The amount of drugs I did this weekend make me concerned about my health but at the same time fascinated to see if I could do more
woke up to a case of keystone on my porch when I went to bed at seven that morning.. I think it's someone's peace offering for getting my roommates car towed
Seriously I can't get a booty call for some baked goods.
We got really high and he took a green marker and made my vagina into a Christmas tree.
I threw up in 4 different Starbucks across the city before 9 am.
I'm fine. Heading home now...crying. Michael Bolton totally understands me!
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