Is it wierd that I kind of wish I could hang out with Melissa Joan Hart?
you ever get that eerie feeling when you walk in a room, when you know youve barfed here before.
"fuck a duck" is spelled out in chinese food on my counter... im kind of nervous to search the rest of my house......
they shut off the water. shaving my legs with soda. that desperate.
Well technically because of daylight savings, I only lasted 15 mintues.
Sorry we're taking so long, this weed cake tastes amazing with Tabasco sauce on it.
sick fucks of a feather flock together
Thanks for your number, i want to ski with you, do party with you and sleep with you. Lucas.
So much to do, haven't done anything except hook up with sailors and work on my tan.
I am at a new level of appreciation for drunk-you, who threw up into her own sweatshirt pocket last night in the car. Brava.
So here's a brief summary of my weekend: last night I drank four glasses of Death Punch, grabbed the toaster, said "This is mine", put it in my pants and walked out the front door.
This is my life. Enjoy the view
Nothing quite like the "I had sex you a month ago and now we're stopped at the same 4 way" wave
are you still alive?
no.
i'll cry at your funeral. and leave a burrito by your tombstone
That bitch claimed that you said it was ok if she drank your vodka. Obviously she has never met you
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