Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
just saw bouncers outside a coffee shop. beginning to question humanity.
She has a concussion we think. Dancing to barbie girl.
my mom said i couldn't bring cigarettes cause it was a family trip, which was really irresponsible of her because now i have to walk around the beach drunk trying to find someone with cigarettes.
I broke stuart's oven and showed up to the party with a squirrel.
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
I figured you left because I was a shit show. Were you still there when I got locked in the bathroom and didn't know where I was? If not, that could have been a dream. I'm still not sure.
Accidentally gagged on my toothbrush and puked up a Walgreen's cheeseburger. 1) I am not going to be on top of my game tonight. 2) Since when do I have a gag reflex? 3) Walgreen's cheeseburgers are awesome.
You didn't even properly utilize my pigtails.
I think I'm in love. He's everything I ever wanted for myself, just with a lot more drugs.
I was going to do a cardio thing but then tacos.
I don't think my professor is going to remember the Halloween party... or the fact that he made out with a priest.
If someone plays phil collins i'm gonna take off my clothes
I kinda forgave him after he laid next to me and rubbed my arm for four hours while I tripped balls.
I think the night went to shit after he started sweating and crying about a taco he dropped on the ground 3 years ago. No more blind dates
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