You need to get here now. A drunk girl just stumbled into our apartment. shes laying on the floor by our door.
i'm transferring to degrassi. i don't care that it's severely canadian. classes are five minutes long, there's no actual work and you can get oot of class whenever you want to go have a dramatic scene with someone in the hall
you don't understand, he speaks spanish and is tall. i have to do him.
apparently there was a flour fight and couch sex...
as I was walking out the door her and her roommate started singing "toot it and boot it".. I'm in love
My fingers feel amazing. Their going like 100 MPH!!
HOLY SHIT. SHIT THAT IS HOLY. HOLY OF THE SHIT.
Apparently all year they've been using me as a standard of drunkenness
I miss you, too. It's hard to sleep without anything licking my head.
you know it was a successful halloween when you wake up and have a firecracker in your tits
there are no losers in shot checkers. only winners.
Don't need my thirties to be known as the decade of "new types of shits from drinking" like last night.
I didn't know where you were for like 15 minutes and then I went in the bathroom splashing water on the mirror and throwing hand towels around saying that you were "redecorating"
THE SUPER HOT BARTENDER WHO LOOKS LIKE RYAN GOSLING JUST WALKED IN. BUT HE DOESNT EVEN WALK HE GLIDES. LIKE AN ANGEL.
I'm so sorry to hear about your grandmother. Also how many grams are in an eighth?
Gez, you make a couple noises and all of the sudden your the loud girl.
Randomize
