Probably should plan this out. Step one: grow stache. Two: get trenchcoat. Three: Kidnap Selena Gomez.
I had better be fucking involved with step four.
I realized courtney is my jiminy cricket but instead of preventing me from telling lies she prevents me from fucking strangers
the only thing i remember last nigh is talking to some chick for thirty minutes about cheese.
would he be offended if i told him that "national coming out day" is october 11. thats subtle enough right?
God gave him joint rollers for hands
we didnt even have break up sex...
you had it for us with someone else...
No idea how he made them, but vodka water balloons were a horrible idea.
I kind of learned that hotels are unnecessary. Boys will just take you home, but that's tough with a group. I believe in us, though.
The rest of the concert I just stared at the lights and didn't really listen to the music cuz I was trying to make sure my brain still worked cuz my face was numb and I couldn't move... Yeah I'm not a weed brownie person
Young lesbians are the worst. And also what got me through high school, sooooo
you missed 2am bagpipes and my roommate looking hot as fuck in a kilt
Why do I always end up with closet ICP fans?
Just woke up. Will be over soon. DON'T LEAVE THE CHAMPAGNE UNSUPERVISED.
And then the night went full on bisexual.
danced like there was no tomorrow. surprise. there's a tomorrow
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