Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
Just had another dream about being on Real Chance of Love. I think it's a sign.
the semester is winding down: time to procrastinate by googling cheap keg options
I woke up naked this morning there was a baseball bat on the floor the bathroom door knob was removed and the floor was wet. This is why i don't do Tequila shots.
I have absolutely nothing sober to say to you.
I just made a steamroller out of a christmas ornament. I feel so festive.
I am not kidding you. There is an airport luggage cart overturned in my driveway. We need to stop going to the airport bar.
Just stuffed an entire cupcake in my mouth after finishing third glass of wine. Valentines day is pretty much going how i expected it.
i jsut feel off the bus, but its ok the driver let me back on. a woman hid her baby from me..
I'm going to die alone in a sea of empty vodka bottles and cats.
Cocaine Wednesdays have to stop turning into no work Thursday
I asked him if we could hang out sometime when we weren't hammered. He said he'd email me his number... that's when I knew I was going to die alone
Don't I can pass these orgasm blushes off as sunburn for much longer...
He was cheering for me from the end of the bar as I sloppily ate a Ruben sandwich. It made me feel really special.
Right. Cuz nothing screams "You made it!" quite like selling your used underwear to strangers you met on the internet.
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