I see my mary-anne walkin' awa-y-y! Bow Nahw now new, ne ne ne ne ne, ne ne nehw, ne ne new new Nah dan ah bwawn-now, ba bwan'll buh dada bwiddly doo.
That was supposed to be me air guitaring the solo from More than A Feeling
so I called to to smoke and you didn't pick up so I smoked and now I'm a race car
Tonight's Real World episode reinforced the well-known fact that men of any caliber can hook up with girls named "Crystal"
I need to stop having one night stands with guys in my building so I can have someone to borrow milk from without it being awkward
He won't let me have sex with him, but feels bad if I won't let him get me off. It is the weirdest, best, most confusing pseudo relationship I've been in.
Thanks for not stopping me when I decided to call my mom at 2 in the morning to ask her where I was born
I was cut off by 8, I need to rethink this breakup therapy strategy
can we get vodka so I have an excuse for being an emotional wreck
How do I tell her I need the lights out when I'm getting head because she and my mom share a perm color
We also had rum, but now that's all gone. Which I feel is appropriate for a pirate party.
things were going awesome until jimmy put out a cigarette in the everclear.
Last night I was introduced as the Picasso of getting fucked up so I obviously had to live up to it by chugging long islands
in other news i got caramel vodka poured on me. upside, i smell amazing
hey, cheif big dick, where the fuck are my panties.
I'm listening to a women in metal station and wearing a flannel. I may have approached peak lesbian.
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