If facebook stalking was a job I would totally pown it
Tampa is so boring. I'm dying. I want lots of cleavage at my funeral. If i cant get laid, i want my friends to. I'm that kind of person
don't wear any deodorant. we have to do everything we can to sabotage this wedding
I am one bad relationship away from having 30 cats.
naighbors jacking off again. i swear its his friday night ritual, its like he knows the night wont be ending in his favor
i'm transferring to degrassi. i don't care that it's severely canadian. classes are five minutes long, there's no actual work and you can get oot of class whenever you want to go have a dramatic scene with someone in the hall
I've come to realize time passes slowest when I'm sitting in class, waiting for microwavable foods, working out, & giving head.
There is something about weddings and lines being done off my ass
oh no, im for sure still drunk. i wana eat evrything in the fancy feast commercial... everything
remind me again why lemons and alcohol in the crock pot is a bad idea?
I don't care how fucking drunk you are, you don't forget wanting to shove a wine bottle up someone's ass.
I feel like you guys are talking about real things and have real problems and I'm just over here like 'should I take muscle relaxers or get drunk tonight?'
So apparently I ended up throwing my clothes in the toilet after getting kicked out of TQ and ran around the neighborhood in my boxers. Works gonna suck hard once this hangover kicks in. Also: I lost a shoe so looks like flipflops for the rest of winter
Her one night stand followed us to mass. This is too funny for real life.
i think im in europe. pls send help
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