So I just passed a billboard for "Risque Cafe: Good food and topless women". Fuck. I love SC.
Tis a story best told in person, it involves a golf course, police and vomit
It usually does with you
He was sitting cross legged outside his tent repeatedly hitting the ground with a hammer and shouting 'this.is.a.good.idea.'
He tried to slow-dance with me in bed. IN BED.
found used condoms and an omlet in my uggs. I'm disgusted but not surprised.
story update. I'm locked out of my house. Walk of shame advisory extended...
I went to a bar in my pajamas last night. I'll be there again tonight in a wolf costume.
ex-cheerleader. ex-gymnast. ex-dancer. i dont even know who to go for tonight
He laid on the ground 100 ft from the car crying about how he just wanted to be home already
I may or may not have pissed on my floor last night
Welcome to 22
good news: i got laid. bad news: by your boyfriend
His dog was laying on the bed and he said we could have sex as long as we didn't disturb his dog. My life is pathetic
Only thing that feels right is being horizontal in the fetal position
Just don't do anything stupid
i did a stupid sorry
Just puked. First it was bright neon blue then it turned to bright lime green. How does that even happen? And wtf was I drinkin last night?
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