If your still trying to figure out the moment I stopped caring; it was the point in which you said "I really wasn't sure whose baby it was"
i just saw someone crawling up the stairs to the dorm while screaming "i have the best vagina!"
FOUR LOKO IS YES. SUNDAY MORNING DRUNK IS YES.
Every single time I start thinking that we shouldn't have done that to him, I think of his ballsack in our passed out faces. No sympathy.
I'm naked in the window of the hotel and I feel like I'm walking in slow motion like a robot
Idk. Each time I ask him about double teaming a woman with Dennis Rodman he just giggles. We will never know what to believe.
Update: I only have one shoe. The other one now belongs to the gods of jello-wrestling. May it rest in peace.
I have a scary feeling my mom might switch her goals from finding me a husband in 2012 to sending me to rehab
I just remembered that last night I ate nachos off of someone else's table with a stranger
i just added a shot of fireball to my iced coffee. goodbye sobriety.
It's just unfortunate that I still have the image of him having sex with me fresh in my mind
So... remember when you threw an orange in the closet when we were 16 to make wine? Just found it. Not wine.
Next time I pee on a car, I'll text you.
He's really cute...He stopped talking to me because i pulled my skirt up and peed in a demi plie position...
You just kept yelling GET YOUR SKATES ON, BITCHES. WE'RE GOING STREAKING.
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