And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
i would only ever fuck harry potter if he was on a broomstick.
I opened my browser to a doctor page titled "serious pain under left side of ribcage". Last night must have been healthy.
It's shedding
I told you penises don't tan
Laurln. I am dying. I am npt alive. Adderrall is not a real thing. Death is a rwal thing which I understandably
GOOD NIGHT DREAM OF ALCOHOL SNO CONES
Found out people don't like it when you get drunk at fundraising auctions and bid in foreign currencies.
According to you, you were with your "Eskimo bro for life" last night.
Btw, do you want me to fix this with a box of wine and a chick flick or is this more of a 'lets head to the strip club' problem? I'm just trying to analyze the emotional depth of the situation.
Finals drinking + forgeting you had to take your ambien because you work at 6am mid paper= drunk logic which then entails going on a "detox" run. Puking your guts put in the field house bushes while some random guy says to you "its okay. We're marching on."
He'll only communicate through snapchat with pictures of him holding his cat or his dick. Bit of Russian roulette opening them in public but I did it anyway.
He just ranted to some customer about fourth of July being ruined and I just shouted USA the whole time in the background. It was kinda epic
I'm that daughter that had to send her mother "DON'T GET SHITFACED" & yes, in ALL CAPS.
A girl in McDonalds just asked if I was in here wasted a few nights ago throwing fries at the staff, I said it was my twin
We both know that wasn't me
No idea who's grandma but people were just running around naked
Randomize