The musician playing at the bar just puked inside his acoustic guitar, then sang an encore performance. I love Louisa!!!!
For the record it's 1026 and you told me I could leave you in the bathroom.
Oh and you pulled your pants down outside in front of like five people, held my hand, then peed.
It's also dangerous to ride a bike down the stairs after a few beers, but I've done it.
If my sophomore year were to be made into a novel, it would be titled "dances with salvia"
I tried to twerk on a barn in 3 inch heels at a party last night and nose dived into mud. These were all new friends. I'm probably not allowed back. Cool.
I do not mind being torn from the first touches of sleep to see a man who looks like that
thankfully we both ride of shamed home together on razor scooters in dresses because we stopped for breakfast sandwiches too
I apparently pulled his dick out at the bar and started yelling "DICK PICS IN REAL LIFE!"
Jello shots and homoerotic movie scenes bingo?
Today, I lack passion for anything but Taco Tuesday.
I just blew thrown up hashbrowns out my nose. That's the level of this hangover.
There's a fly in my room repeatedly throwing itself at my window, and I feel it's really symbolic of what I want to do with my future
When a guy asks for your ig but you already know his blood type, social security number, & mother's maiden name.
Don’t worry I was with my ex husband for 10 years and he could never remember the year I was born, when our dating anniversary was or what year I graduated high school. But I still know that mother fuckers SSN lol
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