another moral hangover. fuck.
I am currently prioritizing my hw by splitting into things i can and things i cant do drunk. Oh college
By getting ready I mean putting baby powder in my hair and possibly changing my pajamas to another pair of pajamas
he just tried to convince me that tylenol is a gateway drug
he found my favorite bra, 3 thongs and a pair of jeans and gave them back. i love move out day.
there was a 40 knocked over. chips and salsa all over the floor. and she was in her thong doing boot camp on demand in the middle of the room..
dizzyuy bat. 3.453 lkos. hoit sx, now im single. blackouteed
The timing couldn't have been better if I planned it. His mom walked away, I vomited in their mulch, and then his mom came back and offered me bread.
It took him three days to realize his roommate had moved out.
I love my boobs, they're the only thing that supports me. They make me a solid 6.
I'm just walking around Lowe's groping the carpets....
thanks again for a nice night (and please don't fuck my boss)
New holiday tradition. Eat all the Xanax in the am, then wake up later after festivities and eat all the leftovers
I have easymac and six pack of beer. This night can't get any better.
It's a weird kind of sexy when a guy has a bunkbed with his roommate
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