windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
Well, I guess that settles the question of how thick the walls are in my building.
i really thought "pants-shitting drunk" was an unreachable level until last night
Eating doritas dunked in queso con salas. Salllas. Salska. Salsa. Got it. Shhiitt. Salsa con queso. That's better. I'm hot pink socks.
She had her laptop open and there was microsoft word opend and all was written was "no italianoo"
Do you remember calling yourself Captain Cockblock and openly giving out everyones sexual history? Because you did.
This is the point in ur life where u should realize there's nothing left but a spiral of shame
I should but I don't. All I see is an escalator of success
Drunk at work, covered in Cheetos is no way to go through life.
I found Cheetos.
That super awesome moment when the guy who threw up in your bed last night crawls into your roommate's bed the next morning...Naked...She was in it.
he stopped talking to me, quit his job, moved out of the province and then told me it was "no big" when I called him apologizing...
Reminder: You could have had sex with me while wearing a tiara.
Googling enemas while I get a pedicure ... My life in one senence
I'm officially disproving the fact that a hoe never gets cold bc this hoe is COLD.
I broke another vibrator the other day. Abstinence is not for me.
honestly if there were pictures of last night i would be embarrassed.... im embarrassed without pictures
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