i just told my boss to make it rain at camelot later...what is wrong with me?
i friday night watching house. god, i need a life, friends, and a legitimate fake id.
some dude is getting blown right outside the bar in his car. reeediculous
class
he's dribbling her head like he's fucking allen iverson
Found a bar with a washer and dryer and they serve food. I never have to leave
I just watched nsync videos for the past half hour and you could totally tell lance bass was gay in all of them
My motherly instincts are overcoming my slutty ones
He's a forty-something balding gay man with no boundaries or sense of social norms. Of course we should befriend him.
I've been wearing the same clothes for 3 days and they're covered in franzia
It was technically 11... But I go by McDonald's time, if they aren't servin breakfast, it's the afternoon. Therefore I can drink
Note to self; if you can light it on fire, you probs shouldn't drink it
He wrote me a Haiku titled, "Let me touch your butt".
I totally have a huge crush on him though which is fucking up my "classy she-demon with limited feelings" vibe
New fact of life: getting Becca high never helps any situation at all ever.
Had a one night stand and didnt remember the guys name until he started sending me poems in the mail.
I just found a ladybug shell in my underwear. What was I doing last night?
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