I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
youre talking to a girl on facebook chat right now and im sitting behind her in class lol. creepy?
Just figured out I can wedge my iphone between my boobs so it stands up at a perfect handsfree reading angle. Clearly somebody up there wants me to smoke this bowl while I watch my bieber videos
I was going to call you an awful person for that. but then i realized we're both awful people.
Really* awful people.
I'm genuinely dissapointed that we didn't make any fat chicks cry
He went around feeding all the high kids pretzels. He's like their god now
I'm covered in sharpie and the girl next to me just said something smells like fried food. Hint: it's me. Why am I in class?
Hey hey, in my defense we were just suppose to watch Disney movies from a blanket fort with beer and nachos. I was I suppose to know it would end in tears?
I'm beginning to worry that I seem to get along best with people when I'm naked with them.
The highlight was when a stranger was nose to nose with you threatening to kick ur ass, and you said "Is that your real face? Stopped him dead.
I mixed Jack with hot chocolate. This may be the best or worst idea ever. I have yet to find that out
Check snapchat. Selfie game still on point mid vomit.
Pretty sure this ice cream truck is following me.
One day I'll learn not to get drunk on a plane. Today is not that day.
This night could easily degenerate into a drunken haze of strippers and gambling, but I need a support network.
Randomize
