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If Ritalin and Plan B had an illegitimate child it would smell like me.
There needs to be a term for a female version of a rusty trombone
he is so obsessed with the fact that he works at Apple
i know, its like he jerks off to steve jobs
do you think my med school application would be worse off if "I like helping others and shit" slipped into an essay I emailed last night?
This is not a drunk text right now. This is an i want your dick text. There is a difference.
my brother came home with a bottle of vodka and his pants off. were gonna spend more quality time together.
My mom is helping me re-arrange my room to make New Year's more hook-up friendly
your drunk mistake has arrived...he is the one wearing a poncho
Thursday nights need to stop happening to me.
At the bar. Madeline and I totally brought our own pitcher from home because they always run out. Hello alcoholism.
I cant. There's fences everywhere and I think I have a boyfriend. Its fabulous.
She kept crying and asking why I couldn't look more like Dennis quaid.
I run into you far too many times while completely stoned and/or drunk for this not to be fate. It's like god is telling you to fuck me.
It has been happening a lot lately.
We hit a deer while we were singing an acapella version of "I will always love you"
You got pulled on stage by a stripper who wore ruffled ankle socks and did jumping jacks for her dance. Then you were put in a chokehold by a security guard that almost cried because you supposedly said "fuck you!" to him.
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