We're facebook friends in real life
white trash or talent: driving, 1 hand on the wheel, 1 holding a cell phone & talking & smoking without using hands..in an old beater pickup..
Both
She's just bitter because she lost all the weight only to discover she doesn't have a pretty face after all.
What part of "waking up in the crawl space of my house with a raccoon" sounds like a good night to you?
On my list on ridiculous morning after bus rides home, still sopping wet and carrying a giant straw hat is definitely top five
oh don't forget that when we go furniture shopping we have to find a matching bong so put more money in the furniture fund
and then you looked me right in the eyes and said "i just really wanna pet some horses right now"
apparently i tried to facetime the drunk bus last night, that's probably why we had to walk back to campus
Drunk ass.
I remember us getting kicked out of the bar, but neither of us know why. We woke up next to chicken bones on a plate with spoons, and my car has mud all over it including places where feet shouldn't be, like the speakers on the car door.
Sounds like either a very good Friday night or a very bad Saturday morning.
No. We can't get pedicures until my toenails grow back.
ICE CREAM AND CAKE BITCHESSSSSS
I'm pretty sure my therapist gave me the green light to fuck him.
I'm licking blood from my knuckles and I still haven't found my car keys..are you in town tonight?
oh and i figured out why we kept smelling vomit. ive got vomit on my socks. putting the heater on my feet was not the best of ideas.
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