at some point to night u and I have a 'meeting' too...(1-737): I hope so
I have a voicemail from Mike at 1am. He starts to say something, but then throws up instead.
you never know, standards drop, they turn gay, shit happens.
I dont think yelling "Grab your dicks, time for pics!" helped your case either.
Got home. Hugged Mom. The look on her face indicated she noticed nipple rings.
I had to break up with him he didn't understand my priorities. I'm sorry but Saturday nights are for pot and Doctor Who. I'm not going to change who I am.
Just headbutted a photographer. This convention just got really interesting.
She is still a psychotic unstable bitch, and is therefore PERFECT drinking game fodder
I seriously just caught my Pina colada from falling of a table perfectly facing up. I will now reward myself by finishing this one and then getting my 8th
After a roaring rendition of Jay-Z's "99 Problems but a bitch ain't one" I ended up making her cry on her birthday.
Just took plan b with my eggs and chai...homecoming got the best of me already
If I remember correctly I tried to steal a mail truck last night
I think it was a low point but honestly at this point I've had so many that my life is like a valley
It's not "nice." It's the supermodel of dicks.
MY GUT IS TELLING ME YES AND SO IS MY VAGINA
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