what if the hokey pokey really is what its all about?
I'm so high I used the top vent on my dashboard to heat up a cheeseburger
you hid your keys in a box of lucky charms because drunk you was apparently going to eat them for breakfast...
she is medically diagnosed as a nympho. she has the paper to prove it. hell. fucking. yeah.
Sitting here wishing there were men in my life.
me too. too bad ive decided to fill that hole with cookie dough, closing the door to future men one fat cell at a time.
Okay. I really need to get out of this guys bed and get home. It's two in the afternoon. He's not even HERE.
Believe it or not, Travis and I simultaneously breaking beer bottles over eachothers heads was not a good idea.
Besides the fact that the only male who has shown an interest in me in the last 5 months has a strange and unfortunate resemblance to fucking Frodo, I've been good thanks
Still stoned. I like your bong. It can stay. No others, though.
There's going to be a velveeta shortage. I'm not drunk any more, this is just dire info.
Apparently, Lolla sends you an email every time you use your wristband to buy a beer.
21 new emails...yikes
I just made a dick pic collage. Let me just tell you,there is no comparison to the latest!
Currently tripping balls and watching Pink Floyd the wall and I'm crying during it. If this isn't a self realization then I don't know what to tell you.
Does fucking him in the back of the car with the sun roof retracted count as star gazing?
quit whining, rub some dirt on it, and lets get out there
its my penis
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