I'm currently googling how to make a dress out of a trash bag. It's going to be a great night.
You know you hit rock bottom when you make out with a guy named after a cereal.
somehow a sneeze triggered me puking over everyone in the car
I vaguely remember having a cowboy explain his belt buckle to me in the bathroom hallway
It hits you later. Like when you wake up on the floor under a puzzle later.
he threw up in a solo cup, then washed it out and used it to play flip cup. Im not sure if thats resourceful or disgusting.
It's like the sisterhood of the traveling vaginas over here
I slept with someone shorter than me. My vagina weeps.
You fool.
Seriously, don't even. "Hi, have I seen you half naked covered in bright red body paint on the internet?" is NOT acceptable water-cooler chit-chat.
Aw.
I'm pleased to know that your mom refers to me as "the ass piliager" now
I climbed out a window to pee last night because i thought i was locked in the room... Then crawled back in and went to bed. The poor neighbors.
Awareness is good for change and all, but ignorance is bliss. I like bliss.
Having to do the walk of shame on crutches was defiently a first for me. cheers to the governor, klove
If I could tell my younger self three things it would be: 1. Smoke a lot more weed 2. Have a lot more sex 3. Own a good set of pots and pans
i hooked up with all four beatles on halloween get on my level
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