Regardless of the degree, it's probably not good to relate so closely to the Steve-O documentary.
i ate 2 chicken nuggets and puked out 5. that doesn't even make mathematical sense
I came out of bedroom with my jeans on backwards, zipped AND buttoned. I have inconceivable talents whilst intoxicated.
Plus my stomach has been speaking through my ass all day sending notes saying "fuck you" and "this is from your liver" or "i will kill you."
How do people deal with hangovers? I literally want to eat my own face.
I just don't know about this life anymore. Quite frankly I think I belong up there in the great blue, lounging on a cloud sippin tea with Jesus
The bartender just hugged us goodnight. I think we go there too often.
I passed out in all my clothes. like my purse too..and with a cup of water next to me..and my last tweet last night was "Bye."
I KNEW IT. I HAD A FEELING. THIS IS GODS CURSE. BREAK UP WITH A SEX GOD. GET ONE OF HIS PEASANTS.
Don't send me nudes asking me to come fuck you on lunch break then send me a video of kids you're babysitting.
This place is full of unfortunate mustaches.
I'm discussing Magic Mike with my mom and totally get why she thinks I'm gay.
We are actually the same person except with opposite genitalia, which are both incredible.
I will run into the sunset with a fist full of condoms.
sending my old camp counselor nudes. childhood memory win or new low?
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