life lesson learned today: sleeping pills and laxatives don't mix.
I don't know what I could have possibly done in a past life to deserve watching my boyfriend projectile vomit margaritas and probs blood while completely naked.
well when do great stories at the expense of people's relationships become a bad thing?
It's safe to say that our attempt at trying to fuck in the grand Sierra elevator was a bad idea.
Stumbled into class and into a desk. When I fell my bottle broke in my backpack. I had to leave there was vodka everywhere.
we've coined the Sunday morning ritual of taking out our puke-filled trash cans as The Trash Of Shame
From scraping the remnants from a coke bag at a lingerie party to meeting with an 80 year old man to discuss civil rights all in under 12 hours bizarrely feels like the epitome of my life
I just put fruit snacks in my sangria instead of real fruit. Its like freshman year all over again..
We couldn't afford sangria freshman year. We're lucky we had fruit snacks..
His penis looked like how I would imagine Satan's pinky finger.
"Where are you? Where are my keys? What is this guys name again? Why am I wearing two pairs of your pants?"
Ive been high since the plane left the ground in Los Angeles and Ive been in Chicago. Right now, Im on a train headed towards downtown to go to an anime convention. At this point, I am just taking life as it comes, furries and all.
Let's celebrate our freedom by getting high and doing stupid shit.
We are so on opposite sides of the boobs spectrum
can you take a pic of your glorious tits but not send it just yet? I need motivation to finish this bull shit presentation.
you asked me how to turn on the ladder
Randomize
