so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
So his roomate was eating breakfast when I was sneaking out. He's the guy I took home from jessicas wedding. I ended up eating coco puffs with him
Just another sign I need to get out of this town
oh my god i am going to vomit. and little burgers wearing crowns are going to come out.
i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
Apparently throwing up on your own cape is still a party foul
Wow anytime a scalper has i need tix written on the back of a franzia box thats a trusted seller
she was mad because i didn't remember our fuckaversary. fuck buddies are getting too demanding..
we had incredible sex, then he proposed with the vibrating cock ring
I need to get my pants from under your porch. People are asking questions.
You were a path of destruction, you started with eating half the cake, proceeded by throwing the rest in the sink and dumping water all over it while laughing... then throwing the drunk helmet across the room yelling that you didnt want to wear it... i'd say it was a successful birthday.
Just traded the drive-through guy at BK a Dos Equis for a Hershey pie before noon... win?
151 hangover. Need apocalypse.
Also, no joke, I think that raccoon hair is still in my eye from last night.
Two cats fucking in the middle of the street. I sat there and watched in my car because I didn't want to cock block the male by honkin my horn.
I'm still hammered too. I started tweeting the time at one point I'm pretty sure.
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