So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
I am sitting on my kitchen floor drunk with a bottle of jose cuervo, tryin to make cinnamon rolls and write a paper. I love college
we just made rock paper scissors into a drinking game
She is definitely tripolar. Like bipolar but better/worse.
I opened my package from my mom today. She put four bottles of tequila in the bottom under my ducky slippers. She knows me way to well.
She didn't need to know her brother was thrown out of a bar for getting head on the dance floor. You're a shit head.
She told me I made the cut, and to write my name and number on the white board by the door. I was the 7th number down.
I feel like I got run over by a bus full of inebriated Scotsmen on the way to a soccer riot.
Dude, why did I wake up with ketchup packets in my bed and the stove in my room??
I just had to explain to a 5 year old why I had fuzzy handcuffs hidden in a macaroni box under my bed.
i also remember watching someone vomit off a balcony which was kind of grim
Hey do you remember me?
You were the giant banana I had sex with... how could i forget?
It's official. I have spent more money on weed than on textbooks this semester.
We're about to get drunk and it feels wrong without you
Try sleeping with him.
Why is it that all my gay friends have that solution...
Cuz you will have an answer or have sex.
Randomize
