before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
My relationship with VH1 is so bittersweet
I'm thinking we should try to start remembering stuff we do. Althought I kinda like feeling like Nancy Drew the next morning.
More like the Hardy Boys cause its kinda like a team effort.
I just wanna buy a tempur-pedic so i can drink in bed and not spill
You need to come back and get me. This is not a jersey shore party and he is not dressed as Pauly D and I am about one shot away from hooking up with a real fist pumping Guido.
btw, i had a dream i drank 260-proof vodka last night. thank god that doesn't exist in real life.
He brought Stephanie home from the black light party. Apparently he has night vision beer goggles
It's gonna be pretty hard to find a homeless person that takes crackers as currency.
IT'S A HOLY FESTIVAL. A BUDDHIST CELEBRATION OF PENIS.
It's one of those things you just need to see in person at least once in your life. Like Niagara falls or some shit. His ass is the Niagara falls of asses
Ok I've processed it. Who the fuck makes out drunk in a parking lot in a backseat with the windows down in the middle of the day?!?!
And as the acid sets in, he looks back at the shallow form he used to call his and whispers "3 pee pees strong"
I think after tonight I'm 85% lesbian
my god I love twenty year old dicks
after that bj i gave him, i could fucking punch his mom and he wouldn't give a shit
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