So. Did i wake up at 430, try to drive home, stop to throw up at a shell, and try to clean out my car and drop my keys in a full dumpster? Yes.
Mind blown. Apparently, it's PRErogative, not PERogative. I blame Bobby Brown.
the line runs infront of fredricks of hollywood. it's like gamestop is showing me how pathetic I am.
I woke up this morning with gum gluing my ass cheeks together..
I can't decide if I actually want to know or not..
decision: in honor of being in new orleans this weekend all my drunk texts will be en francais
there COULD be a gas leak in our house... proceeding to smoke with extreme caution...
Could someone please explain the rug burn on the right side of my face and do I need a shot of penicillin?
The shit I just took made me regret every life decision leading up to it.
Just to an Octoberfest and a sex party. Nothing wild.
When one of my seniors asked "Rough night?" I realized my poor decisions involving Tuesday night drinking did not go unnoticed.
I tried to break it off with the married one. He offered to pay off my car.
The side bitch struggle is real.
future reference: when you get a text that says "WARNING: EXPLICIT PHOTOS BEING DELIVERED. VIEWERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED." you always open the attached picture.
You're seeing with your vagina, not your eyes.
I feel like it is our duty to make homophobic people more afraid of us. They're never going to change, but maybe we can get to a "wrath of god" kind of worship-him-or-he'll-destroy-you-with-his-care-bear-stare type thing.
These girls next to us are doing shots called bath salts. Sadly this is the classiest bar I've been to since i moved to PA
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