we're blogging at a bar
My dad just sent me a text telling me to "say hi to all the luscious bitches" at the gay bar. Guess this explains my childhood
I wish they made helmets for livers.
Grown men dancing to Spice Girls and a girl wearing one shoe. I belong here
i hate this class. from the way they're all staring you would think they've never seen a girl in basketball shorts, heels and sunglasses.
I had a pretty decent weekend -- aside from dropping the baby on her head. That.. That I feel bad about.
There r osticjed everywhere
so apparently going to a christian rock concert dressed as Jesus is horribly inappropriate.
It's titled "A countdown to death. A psychological look at the downward spiral of actress Lindsay Lohan and her inevitable Hollywood demise" This dissertation is genius. Not a single sober moment for either Lindsay or myself. Good stuff!
Milk that cash cow for all the shots she's worth
So my parents just watched me pour their rum into a bottle and only add crystal light powder, no water... Talk about being judged. All I could say was "Cortland tricks?"
He tried to make small talk to hide the fact that he was struggling to unhook my bra... at least he tried right?
Omg you can't vacuum salsa that's just ridiculous
I just want to eat Taco Bell and throw it up on his doorstep.
But seriously like how many girls do you know that will do that on the first date?
One?
ONE! And it was was glorious!
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