I had a dream that I had 21 friend requests. it was the best day
I am sitting on my kitchen floor drunk with a bottle of jose cuervo, tryin to make cinnamon rolls and write a paper. I love college
I've been crying in my room listening to Billy Joel for 2 hours. Thank God Four Loko was banned.
Just mixed vicodin and mucinex. This cold just got fun.
my dad just told me he found me on the kitchen floor saturday morning with a microwave dinner on top of me, fork still in hand. priceless
I'm deep cleaning my room right now. Not sure if it actually needs it or if I'm just trying to symbolically cleanse myself of the last 24 hours.
Somebody found our where I was and called the bar looking for me. When the bartender called my name I finished my beer and took off like a fugitive.
Just rolled up a joint with a cop standing right beside me. He just told us to not leave behind any garbage or empties. God I love canadian camping
Getting haircut. The stylist asked about the body paint dried in my hair. I told her there was prob glitter, too. It was a fun night!
I believe in your delicious
I will consider it. I need to determine if ogling him is worth almost certain death via zipline.
It's just not St. Patrick's Day until someone pukes on your panties.
like I'd leave you in a situation like that..pfft. what kinda friend do you think I am?
...a stoned one.
I love when Facebook suggests people I may know. Well, yeah, I know him. He's my drug dealer. Pretty sure I want to keep that relationship strictly professional.
I'm at this party and a blind kid just walked in and asked "where is the fucking pong table"
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