so that guy from last night texted me saying i flashed half of my extended family last night. so classy.
So guy #2, the dancer, is programmed into my phone under the name H.uy. His number- 11 digits. I should have stopped drinking.
I had a dream that I had 21 friend requests. it was the best day
Not only did I hold your hair back as you puked, i french braided it. I am such a great friend.
the only thing i remember last nigh is talking to some chick for thirty minutes about cheese.
Apparently having him hold an open book in front of me while i'm blowing him doesn't count as studying...
We're not even buying beer. Just vodka. In pre-retrospect this was a bad idea but we're doing it anyway
She trust falled out of a window. It was like that scene from A Little Princess but with a lot more blood.
seis de mayo is my least favoite holiday because i usually spend it in bed sobbing over my poor life decisions from the night before.
My father is flirting with a transexual server at hamburger mary's. We can never tell him.
So note to self oboe reeds soaked in Apple Rubinoff sound GREAT.
i cant believe we used adam and eve as a sexting theme last night
I'm not gonna lie. I'm a little scared.
Good. The Jell-O shots look great.
i love it when bitches who pick on you in high school get fat. thank you facebook you have made my day.
I still can't believe a guy pooped in my backyard
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