thought so. i woke up and he was playing with my eyeliner. I MAKE GREAT CHOICES.
kill, fuck, marry: alice cullen, hermione granger, ginny weasley.
damn... fuck alice for sure, I feel bad but i think I have to say marry ginny... and kill hermoine! I can't believe I'm answering this right now.
Just got a script for 120 vicodin with 6 refills. I feel like michael jackson.
I could make treat bags
Now you know why i just sit on the toilet and scream
You broke her grandpas urn and ran your hand through his ashes claiming it was pixie dust. I think thats why shes mad at you..
don't get me wrong, i love how you're fun and free spirited. but there are some situations...like shooting down a bottle of sambuca standing in the shallow end topless surrounded by my friends
Dont even bother asking why she was dancing with him on top of a door, let alone how the door ended up being used as a table.
the cops who came hadnt heard yet. when we told them they sang the star spangled banner with us
Lots of alcohol. 3rd graders fuck me now.
Auto correct or actual 3rd graders?
Ya he's alive. Apparently he's been drinking Naty and listening to Unbreak My Heart on repeat all day.
you are never too drunk for berry picking
The last thing I remember from that party was me shouting "hold my feet I'm going in strapped like Rambo"
Because I was drunk or stoned for 4 days. I either made terrible decisions or none at all.
It wasn't until I lost my earring that I realized "I've been here before". Turns out we fucked a year ago. We've decided to make it a tradition.
I’ve lost count of how many disciplines of science this conversation about Harry Potter has gone through.
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