So I just had this crazy idea, and no it has nothing to do with the fact that they made me take shots at work.
you kept falling over in mid-conversation and you just got right back up as if nothing happened...
I apparently tried to stop my spending of money by sealing the top of my wallet with gum
He literally is quoting that 21 questions song, the 50 cent one. oh my god.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
Just heard Miley Cyrus' version of "Every Rose Has Its Thorn". Fuck everything. If you don't have an std you have no right to remake this song
Oh come on. There's no way I was the only female choir student taking shots in the back room.
Maybe I don't remember every single thing... I think there's a hi lighter treasure map drawn on my arm...
I just found it. I hope it leads to food.
He's currently surrounded by roughly 23 girls he fucked and never called. He may not make it out of here. Bar of doom? Or of redemption?
Because guys aren't supposed to cry. Especially when it's over a dude singing a Christmas carol.
Let's never forget the time I met you while you were running down the street naked and in handcuffs.
Not entirely sure how I got drunk off 2 mimosas but here I am
If you're with any of them tell them i apologize for (insert whatever i did here)
I AM OFFICIALLY LICENSED TO BE A LESBIAN
An old Grimace plushie came to life and gave me a pretty knife. I'm never doing acid again.
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