Inspired by, and affiliated with, Utena: Texts From Last Night
Every time I walk onto campus my Saint Patrick’s day scar starts to throb. I’m like a drunken accident prone Harry Potter
Apparently drunk me thought it was time for a career change. I woke up with a message from Mcdonalds saying that I was hired as the new cashier.
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i would punch a child for taco bell
he drank all my beer while i was at work and passed out on my couch, when i got home he was out cold and my room mates pig was licking him. they seemed peaceful, so i took 20 bucks from his wallet and left again.