I woke up face down on my laptop with three windows open: itunes, chat roulette and redtube
Every single piece. I examined every single square inch of this peanut butter and jelly sandwich. and fell in love with every inch. that high.
i've been thru my totinos phase. then after reading the ingredients and nutritional info i almost puked in my mouth. its like having the bastard child of pizza hut and mcdonalds invade your kitchen and start stabbing your digestive system.
We're watching a video in class about cheese. The scoring for it sounds like that of a Lifetime movie. My mind is creative. I've continued my own story in my head of a wheel of cheese that was raped and murdered. It's so sad. I hope they get the guy. Btw, the video is about marketing.
So we have also come to the conclusion that slam piece Saturday's are the appropriate follow ups to find a husband Fridays
Just heard the words 'Pussy Riot' on NPR...I almost crashed my car.
I feel a whole lot better than i did this morning at 3 when one of my roommates discovered me slightly aware of my surroundings and naked in the bath tub with the shower on
maby next time we don't finish the whole box wine just because it tastes like shit
Fuck. I have to get my shit together by lunch. Mission impossible.
Fuck these bullshit days. My underwear are still inside out.
VASECTOMY FOR THE WIN
If you can throw 105 mph it’s mandatory that you’re hung.
how does that bad decision feel?
What do you mean relationship? He paid for my tires and I gave him a blow job.
Yeah, let's go with that. Fuck that weak moment of complete honesty I just had.
I couldn't find my contact solution so I thought mixing toothpaste and water would work
Randomize
