Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
Apparently at one point I was wearing my sweatshirt backwards like it was normal and then I threw up into the hood. Never drinking again.
ugh, i have officially sinned in all of my cute clothes. i can't even wear any of them without feeling regret.
Yeah. I hotboxed a windbreaker.
$3 wine plus diet sprite does not make good champagne.
does taste better than andre tho
If i off myself, it'll be in a lobster costume in the hot tub with butter...
jersey shore has given me a vivid depiction of what things will be like for me once i get to hell
you texted me last night and told me you couldn't find the toilet.
That explains the puddle of pee in my closet.
we usually just have an Easter beer hunt and never end up at church anyways
You know you had good weekend wheb we you hook up with three different girls and you don't feel no pain when u pee in the morning
Day 3. Will have to postpone job hunting by a month. May have blown out my knee. Was sunburned on Friday. Now look painted red. Still alive. All worth it.
He showed up to fuck me at the same time the pizza guy did. It was like everything I needed just showed up at my stoop.
It's like getting ready for my vaginas own execution
The saddest thing about graduating is that we won't have free access to STI screening anymore
So um... You probably shouldn't post that picture of me and your crotch just because that's a new level of raunchiness that I'm not willing to accept yet
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