I'm 3 blocks south of you watching drag queens.
I looked at my own cervix.
i wish i could "like" people's thoughts in real life like i can on facebook
you can....by speaking....
like what am i supposed to say "im thinking of how bad that sex was"?
As of this morning, vodka still has the other side of my BFF necklace. She treats me right.
It's not called being bisexual its called making out with anyone that has a mouth
i would have smoked before this dance, how ever i have surgery Monday and I looked up weed and anesthesia and fatalities was mentioned, so i decided that it would be a bad idea
probs a good idea
i like the whole idea of life and being alive
you sure you're not high?
Whatever. I'll let someone else deal with his flacid penis.
But Monday we'll be living in a post-apocalyptic hellscape. Also, I'm going to a champagne tasting.
Like it was the Mama Mia of shit shows. That bad.
were you high?
When?
Actually just blanket yes to that question
We told her to calm down. She said "I'm Buddha!". Then army crawled to the cooler for more vodka.
There is blood on my sheets, we apparently used 8 towels, everything in my shower is knocked down. Wut?
I just want him to get into an accident where he's horribly disfigured but otherwise fine so he's not so freaking handsome
Dude, he turned on “London Bridge” by Fergie and GAVE ME A LAP DANCE.
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