oh well at that point I was already depressed with life because I had watched the bratz movie.
you don't remember? you called me at 330 crying because you were in the middle of having sex with corey and forgot his name. all you kept saying was i'm a drunk bitch.
I'm having a chugging contest on the streetcar. The driver is judging.
Plus someone just passed me a joint through the window. BEST STREETCAR RIDE EVER
someone put bongwater in my humidifier again THIS NEEDS TO STOP
So when I got her home I realized being a lesbian again isn't like riding a bike...
I'm more concerned about the fact that I can't feel my gums
Come, dress lightly, bring tequila...
you shall refer to me as my indian name from now on...running with dumb cunts
Sitting in the library studying = googling how to get laid in the library.
Just had flashback to me showering u with stir fry as u rythed on the floor
I will not be held responsible for my vagina's poor judgment.
Noo.... Like in the attic of a crack house with nitrous and fat chicks weird....
He ate the contents of an ashtray and didn't puke, I think he can handle drinking a fifth to himself.
I kept on yelling at him to get his shit together as he was puking
I accused him of not drinking enough alcohol and eating tacos after midnight. I was sober and he's not a gremlin. I would say bad.
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