no, no I am DEF NOT pregnant. typo. sorry, wanted to talk about us...
go do what you do best...puke behind churches
i dont mean to point any fingers but there is a lot of urine in the kitchen
There is a different car in my driveway. Have no clue how I got home.
I wish you could see how much hot sauce and broken glass are in our apartment right now.
You threw up? Were you ladylike while you did it? I'm wagering that you were. Like a Disney princess. Like a "Puke Me Pretty" Barbie.
well I already know I'm going to hell, at this point it's really go big or go home
dude when im high using logic is an accomplishment that should be rewarded. make sure u get cinnamon twists
Bring scissors.....i think im gonna have to be cut out of this damn jockstrap
Dunno why I keep hitting snooze. It's never gonna give me the kind of sleep I need to be sober.
It is unclear if my flaming esophagus is hangover induced.
That's always how I imagine things at your apartment...
Good, I'm glad you don't have some weird, skewed, clothed version of reality over here.
party devolved into two exes battling with Cal's tiki torches, and the lawn being set on fire kinda sorta and then we all hula'ed... hulaed?
Why thank you for your unwanted opinion, person I've never met before.
She just kept feeding people pretzels and sayying "You're such a good goldfish."
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