ha- omfg whatt the fuck is wrong w me. Alcohol+third cousins= bad decisions
I've decided to bang my pen-pal.
her eyes looked like someone had poured fruit punch in them. needless to say we had a good time.
the mandatory saturday morning class for those written up by RA's turned into a gold mine...just met EVERY hot chick that parties.
and I was crying with the towel lady in the bathroom of the bar about the tragedy in Haiti. Then we hugged before I left and I gave her 10 dollars.
Could someone please kill snooki before she contributes to the gene pool.
So the bar isnt gonna put that broken window on my tab. appaerently they want cash
Oh. And what's the twitter protocol for following the guy you blew behind a shed?
You found me in the back room alone eating someone else's whole birthday cake with my hands then asked me if you could join.
most of the afternoon was spent sneaking around my house and alternating which bathrrom to throw up in.
i got to his house for our first date at the same time as his dealer, so what I'm saying is I'm in love
The contents of my fridge consist of alcohol, Nuva ring, and cheesecake. I'm that girl.
ARE YOU OKAY?
Physically? Yes. Morally? No.
It's the first weekend of the school year and I'm already selling stuff for booze. Need a microwave?
In the words of Disney’s Jafar, “desperate times call for desperate measures.”
Randomize
