You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
Apparently I think casual Friday means I can show up unshaven in yesterday's clothes and reeking of booze.
so sad. i just ate the last good 'n' plenty out of the bottom of my purse.
At the airport and im So hungover. Think anyone will help if I put a note on me reading "flying to Boston, please wake me as we board" and then passing back out?
No, but its not like diarrhea. i swear its like my intestines had a secret bank account and i just punched in the right pin.
There's a girl in the bathroom crying about something having to do with cream cheese.
I AM NOT THE MAN IN THIS RELATIONSHIP.
It's shit like this that makes people think we're gay.
I STILL HAVE A HARD TIME DECIDING WHAT TO WEAR IN THE MORNING HOW WOULD IT BE POSSIBLE FOR ME TO PICK A PAIR OF PANTS AND GO OH ILL JUST WEAR THESE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE
Fair warning: I will be throwing corn dogs at you every time I see you this week.
Is it too soon for me to wonder what sex with him would be like?
sweet Jesus, who thought 13 martinis was a good idea? 11 was probably sufficient.
Dude she literally licked him. He was covered in cheese and in her high state what else was she gonna do?
like, there should be nothing wrong with me wanting to watch you put on a bikini and roll around in a kiddie pool of jello
We're so high we're eating flavored lube.
Our fake lesbian relationship is better than her real relationship. Bitch be jealous
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