She sang Bad Romance to me. Not really the answer I was looking for.
next time the cops show up in riot gear we should probably leave
and miss being on the news....no way
He introduced me to his parents as the girl he made out with on Thursday night...
He texted me for drugs this time. Not sex. I dunno if I should be pleased it's not sex or disappointed that I come across as a druggie
this whole plan B standoff thing with her is really starting to make me nervous
Fucked Zombie Jesus at a Halloween party. I need Plan B before I give birth to the Antichrist.
Just realized how sopa could affect my ability to watch porn, son of a bitch
So I walk in and he's teaching someone in London via Skype how to roll a blunt. I have new found respect for him.
I do remember telling her that I was about to pass out soon and then hiding my pants under my bed so she couldn't take my wallet even drunk I'm thinking ahead
The only way that night could have gotten any better would be if a unicorn would descend from the heavens with a nacho bell grande in a bag around its horn beat boxing Hakunah Matata.
You were doing bacon vodka shots and chasing them with barbecue sauce. You're officially fucking disgusting. I love you.
Are you proud of yourself?
ask me again when I'm drunk. Then fuck off.
why yes, bad decisions will be made starting at 3PM Thurs through 8PM on Sun. You have been warned. Plan accordingly.
So, my first week in Saskatchewan ended with me drinking moonshine and getting eaten out in a tractor. I already love it here!
The dogs decided to play a new game called "Who Can Scream the Loudest?"
I won.
Randomize
