My valentine's day: watching The Notebook, and porn, eating chocolate, and ice cream. All while jacking off.
Wow... you've managed to cover all of the sad girl stereotypes that exist.
Drunk in a canoe getting pulled by a lawnmower thinking of you
I'm sitting next to a ginger. She is decked out in olive green. Gingers fucking love olive green.
I have a vague memory of you tryin to ride a unicycle through jimmy johns
I woke up surrounded by goldfish. Thank God my laptop was here too. Now I don't have to leave my bed all day.
I just want school to he over so we can build a big tent, do drugs inside it, and watch cartoons until the sun comes up.
That's all I've ever wanted.
Now I have the walk of shame to give the receptionist the bathroom key back, I've had it for 20 minutes. I should just smile and wink. She knows what went down.
Holy Hangover.. I'm marrying whoever put this water by my bed
In hindsight, drunkenly yelling "I'M TICKLISH" might not have been an entirely wise decision
I am seriously only coming over if there are McNuggets. I want 10 bitch. Honey mustard.
Of course i made out w him. He was painted green. You know of my secret longing for the Hulk.
I'd just like to inform you. That when I was at bvj the first day I was blackout drunk by noon. Get on past Chelsea's level like now. Do it for present Chelsea
Sexy intern needs to have caveman sex with me
Woke up in a car, do you own a silver car parked a few miles form the house...hope so
There is an episode of "how it's made" on tv right now. The subject is tequila and water beds. Basically my life.
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