i think 'regret' was last night's theme. i could taste it in my mouth and woke up next to it.
You know, sometimes I seriously doubt your commitment to sparkle motion.
just walked out of chelsea's house and saw cameron slapping his dick against her car. cant even make this shit up if i tried.
Just bored and untired. I want to be in Austin. At college. Drinking someone elses alcohol. Am I asking too much of life?
your suggestions for charades were, getting sucked into an aircraft turbine, getting raped by a dolphin, and having sex with a vacuum cleaner. you got your own, and actually used a vacuum cleaner as a prop.
she called me a fuckfaceshitdick. not that's creative. it sounds like a crayola crayon, preferrably an orange-brown shade.
I think it's safe to say me, swords and vodka can never be aloud in the same room again.
Lots of alcohol last night skiing this morning = me throwing up off chairlift
Smuggling a beer bottle full of vodka out of the bar with a tampon as a plug for the top of the bottle wasn't one of my classiest ideas... but your hangover proves it was resourceful and effective. Your welcome.
I drank it. I drank the beer from '78. I drank my bday beer, I drank my soul
I woke up in the basement of a pizza restaurant... I would say the tequila hit me pretty hard.
I'm not gonna swipe right, he has better hair than me. Just no.
I went from swearing off of sex to planning a threesome. It's been a rollercoaster of a day.
So how was it?
The cemetery or the sex?
Wait... where the hell did you even find a live OCTOPUS, let alone green eggs and ham?
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