So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
who the fuck is that kid sitting with you...
I don't have any fucking idea. I woke up and he was there. I'm kinda creeped out.
I think I just puked all over my comforter and my roomdmate won't wakt up to washc it for me
I hated hipsters before it was mainstream.
Now that world cup is done, funneling out of a vuvuzela has lost its fun
I can't believe i facilitated a beer for sweater vest deal last night...
Sooo just headbutted a stripper, meet you outside
I was thinking more like a "sorry you can hear us, but I'm having the best sex of my life" cake
Well my summer started by me waking up in a tube on the side of the pond this morning with 2 of my friends. So that's good..
I want to get "Patrick Kane" wasted tonight
I am one hundred percent down for that
...I watched him run on the beach yesterday and I think I started ovulating
he told me he didn't like my name so he was going to call me Casey instead
He fired me, I fucked his wife, we're even I think...
I was at a hookups house and peed in his sink so I wouldn't wake up his mom... drunk me is on a different level
I just had a legitimate orgy. Wearing glowsticks.
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