i'm writing my speech about my 4th grade backstreet boy concert experience. that sums up how seriously i take my life.
how ive managed to spend 100$ at an open bar is beyond me.
now there's a facebook group for all the people whose lives i've ruined
the semester is winding down: time to procrastinate by googling cheap keg options
Last night at the bar my fuck buddies found out about each other.
Wtf? What happened?
Not quite sure but they rock, paper, scissored to see who was taking me home.
All he was doing was sitting in the car, staring. We asked him what was wrong and he just turned, smiled, and said "everything has its own pair of boots"
He was the drug dealer that jumped out of his car to get my number
I don't know how I'm gonna do that tomorrow. I feel like I was hit by the motorhome. LOL I WAS.
He picked up a chick with a line about the price of used cars in Sri Lanka and developing economies. Step it up.
He will be forever remembered as "birthday failure" ...Got him to pierce his tongue in my bathroom, but not sleep with me......
Night one million where I have madri gra beads around my neck and no justifiable reason for where they came from
I'm trying to find some better sex background music so his neighbors don't hate us. This is tedious.
Did I tell you that I told him I deleted his dick pics and he almost started crying?
I'm seriously considering selling my books back early. I don't use them anyways and I could really use the beer money..
Took my nervous poop earlier then expected it's gonna be a good day
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