Well you will be happy to know that aaron carter hit on me
he confessed his love for me, threw up on my pillow and then fell asleep on said pillow. i met him last night.
better than last weekend. things are really looking up for you.
I really need to stop carrying a flask around with me in my backpack at school..
Aren't you in 8th grade?
9th, but that's not the point.
Clearly, I'm already going to hell, so there's no point in trying anymore.
I just saw a guy in front of the courthouse giving himself a sobriety test and fail it...this can't end well
Her mom walked into the garage as we were smoking a kush blunt with sombreros on.
Definitely want to eloquently cunt punt those bitches thru the field goals of life.
Youre not supposed to get arrested if your parents fly you home for christmas!
True but this has the bonus of them maybe not wanting to fly me home next year, im good with that didnt wanna go in the first place.
Still butthurt there's a framed picture of me passed out on the toilet in my grandparents' living room
she opened a can of olives, drained the juice and poured ranch dressing in. oh and 'croutons' (saltines) on top...
HE LITERALLY JUST PEED IN MY ROOM IDK WHAT TO DO HELP
I went to a party last night....I stole all of their ornaments and the toaster oven.
Success! We fucked roommates!
all I want for my birthday is booze and sex toys. don't bother calling if neither of those are included.
My books smell like weed. What does that tell you about my college experience?
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