My morning has consisted of lying in a fetal position, eating a whole tub of ben and jerry's, talking to my cat, and setting all of our pictures on fire. Does that answer your question?
Its going to be drunk as shit/pirate themed. Im dressing as the former.
I've just stalked all the hot guys who have clicked "attending". I now know which guys are "yes", "maybe" and "no". I only hope my drunk self remembers.
His IQ level must rival that of a comatosed aardvark.
Well it's 2pm. Time for another game of "Who, What, Where". The game where you try to guess who this girl is, what happened last night, and where'd your shit go. I'm going for 1/3 today.
That's better than I've done so far.
I'm eating my emotions. I am no longer interested in anybody other than my own hand and vagina.
If you can get her to make out with you without paying for it, I will personally make you president of the american lesbian league
I told him if he ever gets a "wink" text from me after 10:00pm to assume I really mean "we should be hooking up by 2:30am"
Just tried to dig out holes in my mattress for my boobs so I could be comfortable lying down on my stomach
You FaceTimed me to show me he was sucking your tit
And my parents said I crawled through the house
I tipped him really well because I feel he knew we were high, but did it in a non judgemental way.
Somehow i instagrammed my acceptance letter while blacked out. Then my grandma was the first to comment on it. I got over 50 likes....Phd here I come....
Never admit to being cold at those things. That is how you end up waking up the next morning naked under animal pelts... or so I have heard.
I wish i didn't black out tuesday so i could have cherished our moment together
Throwing up together is NOT a cherishable moment...
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