I just don't see what's wrong with carrying a water bottle around.
It's not the bottle. It's the fact that you're drinking wine out of a sport bottle at 9 am.
I know it sounds like a good idea, but doing Spanish homework at a bar just because the owners are Mexican and they give us margaritas really wasn't the best decision.
Im shrooming at the foot of a tree on top of a mountain. Feeling fly as fuckin socrates and bon iver.
And then we can spend New Year's Day sprawled across the tiles watching greys anatomy and puking into the bushes over the balcony. It'll be great
I woke up at 4 am. Literally pissed. No idea what happened. I could have fucked a cow.
Please don't make me ever have to hear the words "the Queen's gynecologist" ever again.
I'm so glad I was blacked out while I was going all exorcist in the bathroom. That's so not a memory I want.
Our music was glorious. Maidens were deflowered to the sound of my voice.
A check for $9 that I used to buy six boxes of Girl Scout cookies bounced. I think I've hit a new low.
a victory without nudity is not really a victory
Couch. On fire.
You could at least care enough to fake an orgasm for me.
No we didn't talk. I was high and doing naked yoga in the living room when she walked in so it was just awkward. I didn't even know my dad had a girlfriend.
I just split a tacobell party box with my boss. 12 tacos. We were equals for a moment.
I love you.
Bad choice
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