So what if i'm late to spanish tomorrow. who the hell cares. i don't even speak spanish.
it was like weight watchers had a halloween party.
I just deleted all the drug dealers from my phone, I guess this is growing up
I know. I just don't want anything else. I have no other desire. Just a ham sandwich.
I honestly don't know what to make of that.
A ham sandwich would be nice.
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
She kept screaming "best case scenario"
You left a trail of sequins from your dress incase we got lost
Left my card at the bar and had a drunk girl climb on the hood of my running car to scream at me.
Things I can say. There is a photo of me pouring whipped cream into a midgets mouth.
I passed out in all my clothes. like my purse too..and with a cup of water next to me..and my last tweet last night was "Bye."
Drunk naked twister. My place. Heath is trying to use his dick as a third leg.
My last google search is "how to build a flamethrower"
In my defense, I haven't stolen anyone's clothes yet.
Yeah, that's a plus.
I need a priest, doctor, and therapist after this weekend.
You came walking in the backyard at 10am, in cowboy boots, a new shirt, and had no money,....we lost you for 15 hours....i think you just need a camera crew, or an assistant. IMPRESSED!
Double dirt bag award winner tonight. He picked me up in his wife's car.
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