he asked me to marry him on one of those scrolling message belt buckels.... what now?
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
Check out this gay circle: I've now hooked up with my ex-boyfriend, my ex's ex-boyfriend, my ex's ex-boyfriend's ex-boyfriend, and most recently my ex's ex-boyfriend's ex-boyfriend's ex-fling.
You never know, some chick could have a weird unibrow fetish.
Do you think making a dress out of an "Open" flag that my friend stole from a bar, and wearing it out sends the wrong message? ....Or exactly the right message?
Drunbk and roasting marshmallows on my stove. Accidentally singed the catr's fur but she'sd alright.
He blacked out at the first bar and passed out at the second...we just carried him to bar three and four and sat him in the lounge chairs, he said we're amazing
Just come get me. Somewhere there's hobo that's going to want his dumpster back, and I kinda want to be gone when he discovers the vomit.
So yeah never trust sex tips from yahoo answers
Hooked up to multiple episodes of Even Stevens last night. What the fuck.
You will never be paid again to get drunk and tell off cops without being arrested. Once in a lifetime opportunity
You're right. Fuck my job. I'm in.
I woke up with a massive hangover and realized I still had an entire bottle of tequila in my car...so yeah, working on tomorrow's hangover.
And tan into my neighbor in the elevator. She was going to the gym. I was covered in mascara and dog hair eating a hash brown
That moment when you can't decide if you should vote for the random frat guy you have head to at the beginning of the semester for business and technology senator.
suburban family judging/laughing at us after Jenna just pulled two flasks out of her boot on the subway
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