I feel like the way I eat Pringles is weird
I want to meet an awesome girl named Chelsea so I can sing that Summer Set song to her
“I wrote her a song, not Delilah, not Kelsey. Had ‘em both in my palm, but I’d drop them for Chelsea.”
Sometimes, after breaking down… You just stay broken.
So apparently this happened the other night… I do not remember this at all (Taken with Instagram)
Jillian Bell from Workaholics tweeted me a happy birthday. Best Birthday. Ever. (Taken with Instagram)
so this is short as hell notice, but I’m gonna be celebrating my birthday tomorrow. Downtown. Getting drunk. Anyone and everyone are welcome to join. Feel free to hit me or Myles up for solid details, or if don’t have either of our numbers then shoot me a message on here.
I think my hip is out of place
I added a link on my page for you to look at my retarded face and another one for stuff I tagged as personal (you know, shit I identify with)
check them out