I had a dream that I had 21 friend requests. it was the best day
my grandma just told me that size does matter, and don't let anyone tell you anything different.
Listening to her yell about my drinking problem is not helping my hangover.
I'm thinking about that time I was in a trashbag and you spray painted my hair yellow
well apperantly i passed out on the stairs shouting "victory".
i got shots of sambuca dumped on my head last night. my bag still smells like licorice. making me nauseous.
it is a nice little reminder of the bruins dominance. if Vancouver had won, it would somehow smell of maple syrup.
There was a guy on the elevator dressed as santa in flip-flops giving away beer.
nope. It turned out i wasnt the drunkest person asleep in tacobell parking lot.
I mean you would really have to try to not have fun at a party that doesn't require pants....
I just sang beautiful by Christina Aguilera to a kebab. This is what my life has come to.
I refuse to be socially acceptable any longer than what is needed to pick up chinese food.
He has no idea he’s my boyfriend.
I currently hiding in an upside down garbage can please come find me
I wanted to make my beer stronger so I poured vodka in it. Why god....why
my mom tells me this morning that i was blasting teach me how to dougie at 2 am last night and refused to leave her room until she dougied with me
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