I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
i sleep in a fine layer of vodka and semen. i don't know that that would appropriate for a pajama rally.
there's nothing like watching the sun rise at the library alone on a friday morning to make you want to kill yourself.
Breaking personal boundaries is my trademark
Its so hard looking at my mom and pretending I'm not dying a slow death of binge drinking
I try to help out whenever I can. Speaking of rough nights I woke up half naked on Brady's couch with bloody paper towels duct taped to my foot.
We just did a shot to "getting laid in the bar bathroom". I love where this thursday is headed
This weekend was suppose to be a 'smoke weed and stare at things' weekend. Not a 'spend all my rent money partying with Europeans till 8 am' weekend
Yeah but those French chicks did get naked
We are magical, pot smoking, smart as hell, single as fuck, woodland dolphins.
Apparently coming home smelling like I took a bath in beer is frowned upon in this household. I'm so glad I don't actually live here.
Do you have pictures of my pancakes
I need to show the world
They are the pancake equivalent of eventual wife
your girlfriend showed us your homemade porn last night.
its weird getting into a political debate with a pony dressed as an anime character online
Give me a few. Gonna ride the rollercoaster.
Also fucking you night and morning and then serving your parents breakfast is a bit awkward. And funny. To me.
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