ok i'm going to motor boat your sister now. ttyl
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
I'm sober in pajamas at a bar. Nothing is ok about that statement.
I'm about to play Thunderstruck by myself, that way I'll always get the long thunder part.
My mom is holding a picture of me, crying, and saying "where did I go wrong" over and over again.
Snorting lines of xanex off the back of my grandparents toilet before church. Thinking of u.
I found this letter on my leg this morning "dear sober self- we are one body now. It's weird but get used to it because it already happened" who the fuck is lionman?
I'm fighting fire with fire. When my parents interrogate me about what I was doing last night, I tell them the truth. Every disgusting, awkward detail. I'm 23 now and they need to get used to it.
Is "incoherent" a legit goal to strive for tonight? Or should I stay sober enough to fuck who I can?
I've slipped into the part of my life where I am not having sex to get Phils tickets from this chick. I need to seriously rethink my life decisions
Its funny that for once I get home and I'm just as high as my parents are.
I literally walked into the toilet, looked at my reflection, said "alcohol" and went back to bed...
A prostitute stole us beer at 3 am
You have not lived until you and a ginger miget chick are jumping and waving your arms in a pitch black bathroom to turn on the motion lights. Yes, today I have officially lived.
dude, i just found out morgan freeman loves weed. all my moms arguments are now irrelevant
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