I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
I figured he was gay when I walked in on him working out to Flirty Girl Fitness.
I think you missed the wrong class. Im pretty sure we were taught how to buy cocaine.
I kept trying to give you water and you kept spitting it back at me. You looked like a camel. People were staring
Don't bother coming over to clean the mess. I already paid two kids 5 bucks for it, just didn't tell them you peed all over the place. You do owe me 5 bucks though
when i saw his roomate the next night he kept openly referring to me as "the girl who orgasms loud" when he would try to get my attention
It's that time of the week again where I begin to ponder life's great questions like, "What will my pathetic excuse for a future look like?" and "Why tacos?"
New carpet is nice. I'm making carpet angels. Like a fresh snowfall.
I'm so high I would give anything in the world to be inside my lava lamp right now
The instructions say refer to specific course material, but I'm in no mood to reopen this awful book that caused me so many lost hours of drinking.
Yeah FUCK THAT NOISE
I just had to call my mom to come pick me up stoned at a Lana's house and beg her to buy me Taco Bell. I'm graduating from college in 14 hours. Fuck
He gave me twenty cool ranch tacos and declared, drunk, " Look, I do good"
It only takes one line of cocaine, and you try to shotput a fucking kitchen table
Wtf is this place? I don't see any alcohol and I feel like we were supposed to bring our own strippers.
I am luring the porn star to my house with chicken!
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