i have your red jacket for some reason. and a good deal of shame and embarasment. note to self, wear underwear when you wear a dress. also, i was electrocuted last night. dont ask how.
I'm like a rollypolly, I only open my legs up when I feel safe.
Today a TA in one of my classes told me he thought I was 35 and going back to school as an adult learner. Alcohol is working me.
im shaking like a drug addict and i almost just shat my pants when i sneezed...no more patron for me
i've decided to use this saturday afternoon to take care of my pube situation
doing a bong hit while wearing crest white strips...not such a great idea...
I just helped a group of highschool stoners find a safe place to smoke I feel like a responsible rolemodel
Every time I stand up, gravity punches me in the tits. This is horrible.
A horseman, i repeat, a man on a horse downtown just told me i was gorgeous and my friends were not. Not drunk enough.
After being his wingman last night, I've decided I will never talk about becoming a lesbian ever again. Picking up chicks is way too hard.
So high I started crying because I was proud of Snoop Dogg for becoming Snoop Lion
I lost my flask somewhere between dancing shirtless to The Spice Girls and walking around Wawa opening/eating things and putting them back.
If you were more comfortable around gay men, then you too could get wasted at the gay dance club and go home with hot girls.
Just had to read the instructions to my microwave. How am I so high?
It's routine now. He comes home from work and i ride him like a cowgirl with only a few sips of wine. I love being his neighbor.
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