i threw up in a trash can last night at kellys irish times. but in a trash can because i'm a lady
Is it wierd that I kind of wish I could hang out with Melissa Joan Hart?
Yeah, it was all fun and games until I realized that it wasn't my tent, and I had no idea who those people were
All I really need to know is how to say "where is the bathroom" and "I don't take it in the butt anymore". I think that will suffice.
Rachel and his cat watched us 69 last night. I pretended to be embarrassed the next day... But to be honest I like an audience
There's sex hanging in the air like a pinata. European people are no joke.
The last thing I remember is feeding country fried steak to my best friend in a bubble bath with my bare hands.
He put crushed up bacon in the joint and now we're listening to the Matilda soundtrack I have no idea what's going on
you passed out while setting up your phones timer to time how long it would take before you to passed out.
You know its going to be a good day when you have to brush your teeth out of a cup in your room using the vodka and water mixture in your fridge because you're locked out of your restroom
Can you bring home bongs? Like all the bongs. I need bongs
Me and you. The most fucked up people on the planet drinking together. Hell yeah
He sends me pictures of his dogs and I send him my tits, it's a win win situation
Not only do I have a well-defined bite mark on my arm, but I also have a perfectly clear bruise of a handprint wrapped around my arm like a tribal tattoo. Thoughts on how that happened?
I called plan parenthood at 407 am... Guess I was thinking ahead
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