Yeah I guess I was Pocahontus. If she were a trifling drunk who hung out in her undies, with possible brain damage.
Her birthday cake consisted of a shot of tequila with a candle in it
its 4:30 pm. In the mall. Just threw up into my hands. I love Vegas and Vegas loves me
you know it's bad when you need sunglasses to open the refrigerator
Well, a cop just pulled up. This could go either way.
To do list: put blue gatorade in a windex spray bottle. spray it into my mouth in public so people think i'm drinking windex.
he may be homeless but his dick however is not... anymore.
You missed me roundhouse kicking a lit glow stick out of a guy's mouth last night. You would have been proud.
Please just fuck her. She's new to LA and doesn't know anyone nice.
I think id rather titty fuck an A cup than deal with what happened tonight again. shits depressing
I can already tell, the amount of fun I'm having right now is not nearly going to compensate for the amount of "let us never speak of this again" I'm gonna have tomorrow
I mean I want to go somewhere. I just don't want to put on pants or behave.
You peed on a pole and declared to a cop that it was your pole and yelled at him to not even look at it, and then yelled at all of us for looking at it.
Why can't I come over and snuggle you and make you lick my boots
pls come over. need ride to hospital once taquitos are ready
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