There's a show on bravo about fat people dancing. FAT PEOPLE. DANCING.
This is god's gift to the unemployed.
I woke up to the sound of a beer can being opened. I love him already
I'm watching i used to be fat. I've been doing crunches for the last half hour yelling at the slut on tv to stop crying and do crunches.
I'm standing in line at the liquor store and they're making popcorn.
Standing on the street at 6am in Hong Kong drinking beer. Watching all the hookers do the walk of shame from our hotel. How did I get here? Maybe all my bad choices in my life were really good ones?
She fuckin peed on me
Stay golden ponyboy
130 PACKAGES of glow sticks! The going rate of a rave is $38.30! GET READY FOR THE GLORGY!!!!!!!!!!!!
I've used my house key more to do bumps of coke than I've used it to get in my house.
He doesn't care. He wouldn't care if my vag grew arms and smacked him in the face.
Just puked off the 5th floor onto a car windshield. This is my life and I'm proud of it.
Martha Stewart has had a one night stand and is unsure if she's had a threesome. I no longer feel slutty.
He had to put the child locks on the windows so you would stop screaming at random boys
On another note I never thought having a drug addicted stalker would prove useful
he looks like the poster child for myspace how the hell does he have other hoes?
We're going to get naked and build a fort instead. HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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