so now that im really awake i see that my underwear are completely ripped down the side, my shorts are on backwards, i have to go get plan b....i call last night an epic fail or success depending on how catholic i am feeling
do you think they make care bear costumes for cats?
So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
There's nothing like puking in the airport on the way TO Vegas. Something tells me i pregamed a little too hard.
Judging by her face, I'd say she's at least dabbled with meth...
I only keep her as my best friend so she wont hook up with my ex.
Just got my period. This just makes my beach escapade totally even that much more ok.
I saw someone get arrested while I was moving out...this has to be a good sign.
I cant. There's fences everywhere and I think I have a boyfriend. Its fabulous.
Why is there a school picture of an 8 year old boy in my pocket...?
LSD in a sugar cube. Dropped it in my whiskey sour and felt like I was rowing a boat.
Lets both be adults and never talk about last night again.
Dude. I tried to hide my drunk wounds from my parents. Response: "we were young once" and "oh god, did I raise a drunk?"
You are beyond drunk wounds. You have drunk battle scars. A true veteran of the sidewalk
I heard from the downstairs bathroom "WHY CAN'T I WIPE MY ASS IN PEACE!" and a pisscrate of glass bottles breaking
I swear to god....if you can give yourself a brazilian you can take a fucking bullet
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