im walking the streets of bville with a bag of cat food..looking for my car. i dont ever want to turn 21 again.
a drug dealer just gave me his business card. it had his face on it drinking a 40oz
Literally just stood in the shower and forgot what to do. that hungover.
the beat of "birthday sex" is shockingly similar to my dry heaving rhythm. it's making me nauseous all over again.
I need to stop fucking people before I get to know them
Its okay, i dont mind you drinking, im just surrounded by it, there is some random dude laying on your couch with a bucket that ive never seen before
FONT CPME TO THE TRUK. I REPATE SONT COME TO THE TRUCK WERE GETTON FRAEKY
You know, I've never slept in a rug with anyone before you
Quote of the night award goes to my father "I like wearing my swim trunks around the house because they are cooler and more blousy for my balls". Yay dad
He wore nothing but a Speedo and a tie to the party. It was great. Everyone was looking at him like "this kid's the best"
My birthday is in 11 days. Going ham. Consciousness will not be an option
I just woke up from quarter beer tuesdays wearing 3 pairs of underwear, none of which are the ones I left wearing...2 Around my waist and one around my shoulder in an attempt at a bra. At least drunk me tries to be decent?
Still fucking the ballerina?
She can put her legs behind her head.
Enough said
I just wrote a self loathing message to self, wrapped my credit card in it, put it in an envelope, sealed it with another hate messame, and put it in my lock box. So. That's where I'm at.
I guess I can check "drink alone in the dark" off my bucket list
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