You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
This is how I know I have no life... Jon and Kate are my emotional roller coaster.
so we told my parents we were going trick or treating. got high as shit at some playground. and then bought our own candy so we looked legit when we got home.
you kept talking about how hot andy milinakis is and the things you would do with him. no more tequila from him.
doing lines of blow through a tampon applicator in the study lounge at 7am so i can finish an italian composition that was due a week and a half ago...such a good student.
I just met his other fuck buddy...I am thinking of befriending her just to fuck with him...manuplating my roommates into hating each other is boring me i need something else to do
To do list: put blue gatorade in a windex spray bottle. spray it into my mouth in public so people think i'm drinking windex.
I stole something. Which direction out are you guys gonna go
Another reason why I like dubstep now, it makes me feel even higher than I already am.
I'm beer bonging chocolate fondue. That's how my Valentines Day is going.
On the train at 650am after a night of clubbing and running away from a new zealander who was buying us beers but also licking windows
Nothing more ironic than raw dogging some random Asian hottie last night and then doing the walk of shame home from her place mixed in with the participants of the AIDS walk
Grilled cheese and shark week. Unemployment done right.
You gotta come over now. He is eating cupcakes while they are still in the foil.
If I had a dollar for every functioning brain cell you had I would owe someone a lot of money
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