No I remember falling down the stairs I just don't remember it hurting.
Everything smells like syrup. But I guess that's better than last time when everything smelled like beer.
I got a hennah tattoo of my room number on my arm...I love spring break in Mexico!
she's telling me all about the love triangles of her sims. you tell me how it's going.
just fought my dog for the chicken pie I dropped on the floor.
It happened again. Now theres even more baby powder and its all over the place, I'm not cleaning that house.
you are not perverted enough for this relationship to work out.
I just walked past a woman in the bar stroking a mans crotch, yelling 'I made this. I made this happen.'
Basically I don't wanna put on pants...but I'm stoked for drinking my face off tomorrow.
We held a candle light vigil outside the jail hoping for her release, until we realized we were drunk in the jail parking lot.
I immediately regret the tequila decision.
In the 2nd smartest move of my day your ringtone for when you call is now the Space Jam theme.
You also thought the cure to hiccups was drowning yourself (and you were right)
My Wonder Woman lingerie has been defiled by man. I'm a horrible Amazon.
Theres a handprint of sauce on my fridge, one on my face, and a trail of it leading to my bedroom, and sauce all in my bed, and I have no idea what the fuck i ate.
Randomize
