Abusing a substance destructively is like riding on a roller coaster without wearing a seat belt. We crave the danger because we want to see how close we can come to death.
Anne Gus here, and unlike you I’m creative. A few nights ago I was getting a couple of classy drinks with a few gurlfrrraands.
Don’t ever talk negatively about a former or current friend, girlfriend, or even a neutral party. And talking about enemies should only be done with a strategy in place otherwise it’s just drunken boasting or insecure backfill.
I was not a criminal, in fact, I was a political prisoner taken in by the fascist, Gestapo-esque state we lived in.
I tested the residue of one of the capsules we had leftover. When I got those results, a knot settled into the pit of my stomach. “What have I done?” I asked myself.
No one knows more about partying than the legendary Andrew W.K. and, lucky for us, he shares his innermost party secrets with us every day on Twitter.
You own eight pairs of loafers and you can’t remember purchasing one of them. You go into your closet to get dressed and you come out, every time, looking like Mason Disick.
7 years. So, so many differences.
Spring break forever, y’all.
This is about being a little bit reckless, and a little bit ridiculous, and a little bit stupid.