I told her at least we still had each other. That's when she started crying.
He was sitting cross legged outside his tent repeatedly hitting the ground with a hammer and shouting 'this.is.a.good.idea.'
Come to me. Jacob is confessing his love and all I want is a hot dog. With chili. Not love.
We should celebrate the resignation of Berlusconi tonight with too many bottles of wine and sambuca. We're allies, right?
Remembering I sold my brand new Blackberry to a stranger for a few pints = Worst night of my life. Now to work out what I did with my shoes.
being a senior sucks, I just started embracing my inner slutty college girl, and it's almost time to put her away...for like, ever. and i really like her.
She's on her way over to shave my year round sweater vest into a festive argyle sweater vest. Keeper?
I feel that my cleavage set an unattainably high bar for 2013.
Rage-masturbating and then crying myself to sleep. Welcome to Wednesday.
For the first time in my life, I still have money by the next payday. Who is this responsible person and what have they done with the real me?
Remember the golden rule, wine is for baths, and beer is for showers.
I told her we had to stay at the bar until at least midnight because that's when my direct deposit hit, don't tell me i'm not responsible
I was grinding on my boss last night. So Monday will be fun. That's what's going on in my life right now.
We power houred with shots of red wine. Somehow we ended up with 7 bottles and lost Chris. Trying to find him this hungover is proving very unsuccessful.
Yeaaaaa...im super disgusted with myself lol...which is interesting, considering all of the things I have done in my life...
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