id fuck shawn from boy meets world only if we could name the baby topanga.
get home. someone threw up in the fishtank last night.
she said if I bought her franzia she would blow me, and she would fuck me if I splurged on martini and rossi. Franzia it is
I know this may seem inappropriate, but are you gonna bring any blow to the wedding?
Their house warming gift for us was a half case of keystone and getting the cops called..
So drunk. Washed my hair un pancheros sink cus I was so hot.
There was definitely a significant amount of cookie dough in my bra
I feel like he better crank it up to level RG IV tomorrow. It's the fucking playoffs.
I picked up a chick last night on crutches wearing a I am boobman tshirt. I love raves.
I might have snap chatted him. So here's what I need you to do. Find him. Abduct him. Get his phone. View the chat so he can't. Then, buy him ice cream. He deserves ice cream.
it was also funny because at one point I woke up with my hands tied with a belt and we were both like what the fuck
I think I almost ran over some kid I went to high school with. Guilt factor: moderate to low.
I think after tonight I'm 85% lesbian
I deserve this hangover.
And now Google thinks I have a hard hat fetish...maybe I do...
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