john hughes is dead. crushing any and all dreams of me ever being in an 80's john hughes film. bummer.
if I hooked up with that creppy kkid in bio does that count as doing charity work during the holidays?
i dont know what it was but it was definately NOT a vagina
He introduced himself to me as "the gayest gay who ever gayed." I like him already.
good, we got high then went swimming. shelly forgot to keep swimming so we tied her to the ladder in the shallow part with her bikini top.
The last thing I remember is ordering two Martinis while yelling 'CAN YOU PUT THAT IN ONE GLASS?'
Curse you and your alcoholic milkshakes.
You're welcome.
i just feel like the statute of limitations for admitting i plowed through her car last night was up a couple hours ago
He bought me a oreo ice cream cake with "thanks for not calling the cops!" written in icing. If that doesn't sum up winter break, I don't know what does.
Just you wait I'll be crying and puking everywhere in no time
Concert was great. Tackled the lead singer. Met him afterwards. He was cool about it.
I woke up in someone's flat in Budapest and then got offered a free piercing before I left. Best. Hookup. Ever.
leads to pukin, then cryin, then 24hr masturbatin binge, then cryin again and finally a combination of all 3
I woke up completely naked in a mint condition 71 chevelle in someones garage. What.
Guess who just stumbled into work hungover, wearing yesterday's clothes, covered in hickeys and glitter, and carrying a giant bottle of rum in her purse.
I just took plan B at work.
This is the greatest story of all time.
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