weed, chlorine, and victory. my bed smells like i had sex with michael phelps.
shes trying to light up her bowl in front of the fan. everytime it blows it out she just gives it a dirty look.
stephanie tanner's voice is so fucking annoying. no wonder she resorted to crystal meth.
is it consensual if they're cheered on by a room filled with 30 people?
I'm still not walking right. We need some boundaries for "drink-or-dare"...
All i know is we had 4 people on a tandum bike, and told the cops we couldnt stop because our momentum was so good.
If you wanna be a real wingman, create some insecurity and comment on that pic of all the hot girls with "Id do every girl in this pic.. except the fat one".
I only know two things that kitchen floors are good for... sex and quesadillas that got dropped. You know, the five second rule
I'm so high I would give anything in the world to be inside my lava lamp right now
A guy in the dance floor is raising the roof with an axe in hand. I love Halloween.
I made everything so magnificently awkward in under 15 seconds. I am magic.
every day is bullshit and fuck everyone. That's my motto for the week
New fact of life: getting Becca high never helps any situation at all ever.
I mean, we were all drinking, but I'm pretty sure kidnapping came up.
So I wore my ankle step-counter exercise thingy while I rode him. Don't fuck him- I only burned .2 pounds.
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