I'm skeptical of all drag queens.
Last night I fell down in the street (I think in someone's vomit), cut my knee up, lost my moms necklace and my license, and had to walk back to the hotel.
So I just introduced myself to this guy in front of me and now he's saving my pictures on facebook to his phone..
I'm drunk in class and I'm pretty sure the bible freak behind me is saying a prayer for me
we have to get out to the bar earlier. all of the guys are already committed to the girls they're going home with.
Just did a line with lance bass. Only in NY
PS August 29 of last year was when you ran over my foot. Facebook just reminded me.
Bunch of Navy warships just sailed into New York Harbor for Fleet Week. Nobodys getting laid this weekend.
You made a glowstick headband with a helium balloon tied around it and climbed a tree in high heels. I was impressed.
My father is flirting with a transexual server at hamburger mary's. We can never tell him.
It'd be easier to list the surfaces my ass hasn't been on.
it was like teleporting. everytime i opened my eyes, i was somewhere different... usually the floor.
Don't drink and shop. I went for happy hour and came home with a fog machine. I now have no other choice but to scare the shit out of my neighbors with it.
The guy in the cage next to me is having phone sex. His girlfriend is in College Library. Why is my life ridiculous.
we have beer and we're watching the birds have sex in our yard.
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