All I know is it had something to do with a plunger and tuna salad. I'm done. I'm quitting my job.
So he saw that playlist i made with his name as the title. i think he's creeped out that I have 106 songs that remind me of him
The guy at the liquor store just checked my id and said "oh it's you"
i wish the dell website had a "did you drink an entire bottle of rum and stepped on your laptop which shattered the screen this weekend and would like to know how to fix it without your parents finding out FAST?" link on their homepage.. i can't be the only one
By the power invested in me, I now pronounce your taco to be meaty. Meaty taco meaty taco meaty meaty meaty taco.
At this point I will cuddle anything to prevent from dying alone
Note to self: last nights makeup does NOT, under ANY circumstances, look good today.
You need to braveheart it on Monday. Blue face paint and a loin cloth screaming freedom in your front yard.
He broke into my house because he missed me. Then ends the relationship because I'm the needy one. Ironic much?
WHY HAVE SO MANY THING GONE IN MY BUTT ON THIS TRIP
Acid king. Jackson puked a lot. Promoter booth. Angry security. No acid. Probably a good thing.
We're listening to drake in the middle of the woods and smoking two joints at once...my life is complete.
I love you but this is the first Saturday I have ever spent at the police station. And where are my boxers?
so i put my jacket on last night that you wore last weekend, and reach inside the pockets and find them full of goldfish...
the snack that smiles back:)
I was told I was gorgeous and a whore by the drag queens. My night is complete.
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