You're mentally unstable and I would hate to be you
It really wasn't that bad. Well, it was pretty bad, but only in 3 second bursts.
Job is the problem. Drinking, the solution.
He managed to light the Jello on fire...
He somehow managed to bang-mail me last night. I woke up this morning to a voicemail from 1:54 a.m. of moaning and screaming. I now know how talented he is and how annoying I am to have sex with.
Why are you speaking in third person?
Because I'm so hungover that I don't even want to be myself anymore.
Codeine + Boredom = Sprinting between my front and back door.
Woke up the next morning in an 8 year old's bedroom. Saw my bra swinging from the spiderman ceiling fan and decided it would be best to dip out w/o it.
I just pulled the nickels from earlier out of my bra in class. The guy next to me is either terrified or intrigued.
I just remember lots of butts and something about ranch dressing.
In my top drawer right now, there are see's chocolates, condoms, weed, and my vibrator. One way or another, this is going to be a good night
Honestly, this is a first for me. I've always prided myself on my ability to pretend to get along with others.
Liquor has joined the party. Aly just fucking yelled "I LOVE COOKING" and poured margarita mixer, ice and tequila into the blender.
they call themselves the foursome.. thats def means they're up for one right?
You can help me! We'll make an occasion of it. Have some rum, make some smores, condemn the email system to the pits of hell...
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