Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
they're making a venn diagram comparing gummi bears against gummi worms...is this what i have to sit thru to get free weed????
Yes, that was ME getting carried out of the club singing 'i believe i can fly'
The first aid guy just told us to go get hammered...I'm taking his advice
Drunk. But sober enough to know I hate gymnastics.
So, this year for my birthday, want to get rip-roaring schmammered and watch my episode of my super sweet 16? We can do lines off my tiara.
Perfect. And my grandma just called me and talked to me for eighteen minutes telling me that she was worried because of my Halloween costume that I'm not a Christian and that I'm not eating. Wtf.
it was like teleporting. everytime i opened my eyes, i was somewhere different... usually the floor.
the conference was great. we had to hide the acid in a planter in front of the department of agriculture though
Ok. As long as I can keep Kevin contained to the room I'll be ok. If not u might have a naked puking Kevin at ur door
Is it okay that we fucked on my car hood, in his driveway, at 4 am with cars passing by ?
Greattt I just sexted my dad trying to write u back
if I dont text you back in 10min assume i am in fact still dizzy and injured myself in the shower. and call an ambulance. thanx.
I think I deserve an award for the breakup text I sent him. Like a pulitzer prize or a donut or something.
I have to have boobs, you have the charm and wholesomeness that gets boyfriends... And i have boobs
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