i friday night watching house. god, i need a life, friends, and a legitimate fake id.
So pretty much, I was trying to piece last night together and remembered a point where I was pointing to you heart then touching your face. I'm not sure that I ever translated that to "I like your personality better than your looks" but that's what I meant
I'm glad my gym is open 24 hours..I stopped in on my way home to puke from the bar
I bought canned wine on a clearance aisle at the liquor store... I feel like I'm living in an episode of It's Always Sunny.
Probably shouldn't have worn my jeans covered in blood from last night to class.
Even when you're not here I still manage to get pad thai in my vagina
I feel like that needs to be the last time i end a text with "fuck them i love tequila".
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
they need to invent a card that reads "thanks for all those boners you gave me that you did NOTHING about"
BTW I totally understand panda express being popular amongst the highs. I can feel the shrimp being slaughtered in my mouth. It's fantastic.
Why is the clock ticking so loud? Now I know how Captain Hook feels.
I just want my paycheck, and my friends. And alcohol and tacos. Is that so much to ask?
I was just drinking but now I'm drinking and chasing with red bull. I call this "getting ready for work"
Make sure you wash your hands. That seagull you threw was very sick.
FUCK WHALES
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