am i at home because theres a dig starrrrring at me and i dont know wit plus i haer sirens. run fast.
My porch is a mess of peanut butter and tostitos...thanks for that.
It's almost like he dry humped the last remaining bit of good person out of me.
I just realized that there are baby oil soaked hand prints on the wall over my bed. Last night was a good night.
and I believe it was when I was running to class to take a test still drunk in my Halloween costume that I realized I have reached that point in the semester where I just don't give a flying fuck anymore.
Tell Chris I said sorry for yelling "It's my vagina, let me do what I want with it!" at the party last night.
It's ok, I like adventure. Just ask my vagina.
So hungover. Walked into room and poached their catering before realized in wrong place. Scowled and ate it anyway
no, I didn't go in the end. Too hungover and hot, plus Star Wars is on so obviously I'm having a naked day.
Fucking shoot me with this y'all shit. You were in Texas for 2months you do not have an accent Madonna
i'm not sure what happened last night.. i do remember the police calling me to find out where i was because apparently at some point i went missing? don't worry though. they found me
When you are 21 it's acceptable to run out of the tavern and puke all over the bike rack... when you are 35 it's called alcoholism.
YO I WASNT TRYING TO MAKE A PASS AT YOU.... Or Jesus
His idea of a night out is drinking beer in the driveway. He's been on house arrest too long
I'm so sorry to hear about your grandmother. Also how many grams are in an eighth?
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