well, atleast the road to alcoholism is fun.
we made margaritas with slurpies from 7-11 and beer.
No, I'm never going to get a job bc I don't know anything about public relations except that Chris Crocker wants everyone to leave Britney alone.
I was so high I thought there were pigeons in my room. Long story short there are now donut crumbs all around my bedroom.
She is definitely tripolar. Like bipolar but better/worse.
What can I say, I bounce back quick. Never thought the line "my turtle died" would get me so many free drinks last night
I'll probably regret it tomorrow. But right now, accepting this $2000 credit card so that I can finance booty calls from across the united states sounds like a golden idea.
sold 4 oz of weed today pantsless. man i love college.
Could someone please explain the rug burn on the right side of my face and do I need a shot of penicillin?
Well despite the fact that I'm still not entirely sure this isn't an elaborate/cunning plan to kill me, I'm in.
It wasn't a mystery that it was the pizza cooking in the oven when we stumbled out of the bedroom in a smoke filled apartment at 2am. We are dangerous drunks
Yo this huge scar on my head from the car accident is truly a vag magnet. Probably because I'm telling people I was attacked by a mountain lion and killed it with my bare hands. But hey when life gives you lemons, you use them to get pussy
Worse. He's Mormon. At least a gay guy will go get drinks with me.
I'm actually pinning crap for Friendsgiving like a boss right now. These bitches better show up.
i'm the most scandalous girl at stop and shop. i kinda have to fuck him in the meat cooler.
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