Regardless of the degree, it's probably not good to relate so closely to the Steve-O documentary.
He was crying to my sister about feeling like a bad person. Then he groped my breasts.
the Monday before Thanksgiving is not a Monday at all. Just Thursday in Monday suit.
all we did was drink wine and talk about how people who dont have facebook dont exist.
Where does it all go? I've busted inside of you like 10 times in the last week.
Its so hard looking at my mom and pretending I'm not dying a slow death of binge drinking
Hey guys guess what I found in my bed this morning? I wish it was a man..but it was a potato
Let's just say that in a last ditch effort to avoid getting arrested I said to the cop "but I'm not even that drunk" and he proceeded to point out (in front of a crowd) that I had "fucking pissed my pants"
It's whatever. Titanic is about to be on and we have wine, which is basically crying juice. Leo, Kate, and I will be having a lovely, pants free evening.
I walked in and found you petting your fish outside the bowl, you said its fine, you do this all the Time.
There is a dude riding on one of those standing wheel things inside forever 21. Calm down.
When did we go from stumbling drunk into an ER at 3am to dinner double dating?
Despite breaking my phone, thumb, and my dignity, last night was pretty good.
There are flour footprints all over the house. Either u guys are trying to pull that Paranormal Activity shit on me again, or u got drunk and tried to make pancakes.
She was sitting on the couch in his tux jacket...no pants, eating cold vegetable lasagna. Yet I'm the weirdo?
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