The highlight of my Saturday night was singing along to the sound of music alone in my room.
All I remember from last night is puking up a box of cheeze-its and the building catching on fire.
he found my favorite bra, 3 thongs and a pair of jeans and gave them back. i love move out day.
I think my goal for this black wed is to not scream at an off duty state cop in a bar after trying to flirt with him. No need to make that an annual tradition
theres too many punctuation errors in that text to turn me on.
Yes. I will keep putting the beer into my stomach and eventually the bartender will make a mistake
I keep getting the feeling him and his friends are hilarious and we should drink whiskey together forever
Sex followed by chicken and waffles... Hands down my favorite morning plans. Count me in.
Day two of not drinking, I think my cat is trying to eat me.
Psychosis secondary to sobriety???
I asked him to sing a song so he couldn't hear me throwing up as he was holding my hair
I have banged to "The Emperor's New Groove" way more than could possibly be reasonable.
I want to die, ON THAT, with that INSIDE ME. ironically, I sense that would be the only time I'd feel alive.
He was really cute! And I know but it's just like getting my fix ya know? He's basically a human vibrator.
I would just like to say that I was the one who said that we should find scissors, when they were cutting your hair with a kitchen knife. I am responsible.
I still feel bad for it, even though I technically only videotaped it and helped will to distract the questioning neighbor
Maybe those shots of hot dog water wasn’t a good idea after killing a fifth of tequila.. but who’s askin
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