I totally ignored my nose and drank sour milk this morning. The tupid carton said 4/22/09. i puked everywhere..
she tasted like a mixture of sweat and destiny
I wish i could convert my hornyness to productiveness. I would have written a fucking book by now.
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
The tent wall coming unstaked in the wind and hitting me in the face really sobered me up
I just had a 30 minute fake cell phone conversation with myself just to avoid hooking up with the drunk guy next to me. its like an art form.
Fuck a-yeah! I just found a wine key. Let 'Don't Fuck With Me Friday' commence.
I just ASL-ed someone for the first time since 2002.
FridayRule: If it takes you longer than 5 minutes to find a parking spot, you don't have class today
Also, sorry about chilling in just the towel last night. You know I have ADD and somehow even after looking at you, I forgot I'm not the only person living there right now
Its honestly only a matter of time before I punch him in the face... I'll try to control myself until you guys break up
I am about five seconds from ripping off my clothes and throwing myself into the ocean to become a mermaid
dude where did you go last night?
when the tequila says to run, you start running.
When I meet her I'm going to have to resist the urge of saying "hey! We're Eskimo sisters!"
Do you remember standing up at 3 in the morning and asking me if I was counting to six?
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