At Bonnaroo. Just saw a couple emerge from a port-a-potty. Romantic?
she's walking around the room telling people she can make the room move with her mind and then she shakes her head really fast yelling 'see?!'
we ike ciroccccc we love patroneeeee shost shothosthsothosthostsssss veryboyddddyyyy
go home
you told me heaven would be the 3 of us at Moe's forever and every hot girl that walked in would ask us to play stone face
Wine smoothie.... Not as good as I thought it would be
I'm not sure what happened last night but I woke up next to him and I was wearing nothing but my grandpa's diabetic socks, so I'm letting that fill in the blanks.
Small children cheering my name. I am not a decent enough human being to feel comfortable with this.
I have 7 papers to write and I already bought gas station ice cream in my pjs and questioned whether or not a beer float was a thing.
I just smoked a bowl with the lady who runs the special olympics. Your move.
The only thing left on my Bucket List is getting fingered at an aquarium.
I fell asleep with a half eating burrito in my hand and woke up to cat vomit with burrito in it.
I've lost every trace of self esteem. Even sneaking a BJ in the coffee room has lost it's luster.
Omg no hes gotta go down on me. Then itll be like my vagina has kissed the stanley cup.
It wasn't as awesome as they lead everyone to believe. No stripper. Ran out of booze. The chipmunk. He was real.
Omfg I just White Claw shamed a Girl Scout Cookie mom and I feel SO BAD.
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