So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
google image searching george stephanopoulos at 1 AM on a saturday night...once again
I'm sorry i'm just too high to handle anything besides pirates of the caribbean right now.
can't wait for January to be Over so I don't have to see all the fat resolutionists working out.
The only thing that would make my night better is if William Shatner came and read me a bedtime story.
he's downstairs watching tv with my family... I called the home line so my mom could bring me my make up bag cause my real face would prob make him delete my number
She told me that as long as she kept starring at the freckle on her arm she wouldnt throw up
I broke the girls bed. I will not apologize about bragging.
I understand why they say don't drink the water in Mexico... I just saw 5 guys piss upstream of where the bar tender went to get the water
I might have hooked up with a 2003 alumni last night in the basement
Dude you were ten when he graduated
Wahoowaaaaaaa
If I win the lottery I'm going to hire someone to skywrite "FUCKTARD" over his house. That much anger.
He's like a hurricane
a drunk, sexist, hurricane
gonna guess the empty vodka bottle and open can of tuna in the bathroom drawer are related?
I invited him to my hotel room via snapchat. I'm one hell of a classy bitch
how do you know everyone's mad at you?
I just woke up feeling shameful
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