It's hipsters with their motorcycle cop mustaches, moccasins, douchey irony, and department stores to supply their independent conformity
Something's gotta give!
I guess I tried to spit on a homeless man on the walk home...Out. Of.Hand.
no, i'm currently making the trek across campus to get all my stuff from last night. My ID is in one guys bed, and my camera in another guy's bed.
You do realize that we got a stripper to do the YMCA for us on the main stage... Right?
If you could smell my eyes you'd understand the whole story
I woke up in solitary confinement, wheb they moved me the guy that sold me the pill of Molly at the concert was in the police waiting room, we nodded to each other.
Between my vag yelling at me for having bad sex and my legs yelling at me for going to the gym I cant hear myself think.
Apparently we were just playing "bang a bridesmaid". I'm not sure if I won or lost...
Okay. I am working on pulling a tooth out of my mouth. Call me.
Is it weird that I noticed my lower half feels strange and then further realized it's bc I'm wearing underwear to bed for the first time in weeks..maybe months?
I'm going to fake an anxiety attack to get to the front of the line. Save me some brisket.
I'd date him. I'd date the fucking shit out of him.
Can I get my morals surgically removed?
I might have to quit marching band. It's affecting my drinking schedule
It's official we're now working from home permanently. I'm getting paid to have sex and sandwiches. I hit the lottery.
Randomize
