so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
But then he started to talk about his wedding he wants and I quote " and yes parts will be choreographed"
the only evidence i have from this weekend existing is a title page for a novel i tried writing called "the oyster who gave up drinking"
Until last night, I had never actually thrown up ON a sandwich
Totally just locked myself outside of my house, in my robe, with the fedex man and a box of sex toys. Not my week.
I kept calling him escargot instead of Estaban..I don't think that was the wisest choice.
i was completely deserted.. so i stood outside starbucks for 20 minutes trying to convince the employees to open early and take care of me.. fuck you guys
Would you mind pretending to be lesbians just for like three emails?
The uberlube is also flammable
I slipped in the shower today and broke my lighter..
He sent a video of him jacking off....class will be awkward tomorrow
Dougie got over his pride nerves. Found him dancing on a float wearing nothing but rainbow boxers.
logically I know i should probably study somewhere outside my dorm room, but if I do that then I cant drink and smoke half as much while i study
I am so horny that I an legitimately concerned for your safety when I see you tonight.
I'm bleeding and intoxicated as I'm walking to my final right now. Wish me luck
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