we're blogging at a bar
Yeah...you.wanna.hang.out.tomorrow?My.space.button.is.broken.
my bed looks and feels like i need to buy plan b.
aparently i pased my english final. I don't even remember taking it.
whenever he goes down on me he looks at me and I just want to poke him in the eyes
It's 9:30am and I've already blown three loads. Reason #101 I love 25 year old girls.
Need toilet paper. Napkins suck. Slowly running out of those two and the bleeding hasn't stopped. Your cat is next
well let's see. after you forcefully shoved a half-eaten apple in my mouth, you ruined the pepsi by dumping an entire beer in there.
We tried to line dance with everyone but it turned into drunken stumbling and attempting to grind on random frat boys. I feel that this might turn into an every Thursday thing.
There was a staple in my grits at waffle house last night. My knees are bruised as hell. And I puked pink all over my bathroom. Gooood night.
Quick question. What's the protocol on going back to a bar after going home with one of their bartenders?
Go back and try to find another to go home with.
My sister hid me from my parents, brought me a bloody mary, and told my girlfriend I was out with my dad. For 13, I got to say she's working out pretty good.
And I really REALLY don't feel like cleaning cinnamon off my penis tonight.
He just got out of surgery, almost died from shooting him self with an arrow.
things i am: 1) still drunk 2) still wearing my leopard onesie 3) still gonna make my 9am lecture despite the odds CAN I GET A HIGH FIVE
Randomize
