I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
just took a cab, driver just asked what i'd been drinking- i said vodka, he said "can't do vodka-drunk, it makes me feel like i'm giving birth to myself" ...no comment
I can no longer count the number of girls I've banged on my fingers and toes. It's like being born again.
i realized our last day of finals is on cinco de mayo....it's god's way of saying drink ridiculous amounts of tequila and wear sombreros
the lady next to me just sniffed my hair, smiled, and then fell asleep. I almost started crying from that kind of creepiness
don't cry, we can learn from her
I had to break up with him he didn't understand my priorities. I'm sorry but Saturday nights are for pot and Doctor Who. I'm not going to change who I am.
I wonder what chicks would think if they learned that when we add them on fb we email their bikini pics to each other.
Let's just say after this weekend I'm known as Shameous the Irish bar fighter.
Because its Monday... And I'm determined to just be drunk for the rest of the semester
Think of all the island guys I could have. Ah well.
You can not bait me into a "how Stella got her groove back" call and response.
Interesting. All i can really say is humanoid shaped doritos bags melting very slowly
Happy 4 year arrest-aversary! I promise no thanksgiving has been as eventful as that one haha..
I'm not saying i'm drunk
But i'm drunk.
All I fucking want right now is a cheeseburger the size of my face
I’m sorry I pressured you for dick pics.
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