Apparently at one point I was wearing my sweatshirt backwards like it was normal and then I threw up into the hood. Never drinking again.
Someone shat in the 1st floor west girls hall. Literally SHAT in the hallway
That's what she gets for taking his peeps.
He lectured me about the dangers of drugs while wearing a sombrero and doing interpretive dance.
I told him I was engaged, had 911 on speed dial and made him wear his seatbelt, then dropped his drunk ass off at his motel...probably not the night he was expecting.
I'll just have to do enough fangirling for the both of us. Nipples engaged.
btw my ex came by last night and saw the pregnancy test intructions. awkwarrrrd.......
I CAN ONLY BE THE BIRDIE ON YOUR SHOULDER WHO LEADS YOU INTO BAD DESCISIONS
I'm not gonna lie, my internet creeping skills scare me. I'm like Liam Neeson in Taken
So I've reached a new low. After completing my walk of shame and being told "see you around", I took off my heels to discover he had came in my shoe.
At least I got steroids and a baguette out of the deal
I threw up in my brother's Easter basket
Note to self: Calvin Klein's are not safe to shit in.
I just paid my school fees like a real adult who doesn't get accidentally drunk on a Tuesday night
I can't believe there are people our age getting engaged and I can't even find a solid coke dealer.
There comes a point where there's just condoms and old mcdonalds in your garbage can and you can't tell if you've won or lost.
Randomize
