i didnt like the question options for my yahoo account..so i made up the question and it was "favorite bathroom to shit in"
I'm sitting by myself in my bra eating a waffle and drinking pineapple rum. gamedaaaayyyyyyy
I didn't think it was possible, but that girl next door is even louder when drunk.
Her brother is definitely not gay. I hooked up with him when she was sleeping.
Why is everyone else growing up when I'm just crying, eating, and having pregnancy scares?
Did I really make him pull over to give the homeless guy my bra?
Btw. Being a stripper for a week without anyone knowing to pay off my school loan is no longer in my agenda.
I want to get back to junior year skinny- without all the drugs.
I remember looking at his body and thinking wow you have a body sculpted by Jesus himself. Still not sure if I said that out loud or not
Because I'm sitting in a bath of my own wisdom and drowning my sorrows in coconut rum
Within the first 2 minutes of this morning, I found out the Lions lost on last play, and Scott Weiland died. I wont be in today.
Dude!! Who the fuck glued Cheetos to my couch? Bastards!!
FUCK YEAH PUPPY BOWL
so do you remember taking your shirt off and just standing in your bra at the bar or no?
Well, let me first tell you that jack and cokes were ONE FUCKING DOLLAR.. It's like the club wanted me to make poor choices.
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