So how was last night?
Let's just say I danced with the devil
Huh?
I'm going to Hell for sure
Last night I fell down in the street (I think in someone's vomit), cut my knee up, lost my moms necklace and my license, and had to walk back to the hotel.
so apparently dipping a tampon in red gatorade and throwing it out the window on the highway is a $100 fine
went from writing my paper to watching obamas speech to crushing beers and singing springsteen in a crowd of 100 within 20 minutes. I love this country
On an unrelated side note: I shall now attempt to crawl to the bathroom. Where I will lay motionless on the cold ceramic bathtub with hot water pouring over my shivering body as I desperately try not to vomit. Good day.
All i know if I'm throwing uo into a bag with a smiley facE on it right now and this is not a smileuy face time right nowe
I fcuked ip.
Is this your way of telling me that you got drunk in your office before meeting with your dissertation advisor again? Or that you finally banged that freshman fraternity pledge?
Was I at least a good cuddler? Like at least honorable mention?
Signs of a stoner: trying everything in your fridge topped with peanut butter to seek satisfaction.
I told him to come over when I realized that I did have time for a quick booty call before church.
Leave it to me and my dad to puke on the same guy at the same bar 25 years apart
the moment when you open a dick pic with your mom in the car... On your moms phone... Of your dad... Scarred for life
Just wanted to share my unfortunate vagina news in the hopes that it would make your vagina feel better about itself.
I'm to the point where I just want to get back at him in a hot man sex tornado way.
Apparently the guy with the moaning gf that lives above us is in my DES class... AWKWARD
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