Think about all of the events that have led to this: me sitting in the back of my classroom drinking beer out of a taco bell cup, telling the teacher I have to leave early to go to an AA meeting.
She rubs her butt on the bed & then she growls..
Apparently I did my philosophy paper last night. It's not bad either.
Things I can say. There is a photo of me pouring whipped cream into a midgets mouth.
my mouth is as dry as a post-menopausal camel on antidepressant's vagina.
I dont think that yelling at the medic "Christmas is gone, fuck off santa" was the best idea when you couldnt feel your legs.
okay - we take $20 and buy each other some 'drink till we puke' clothes from the thrift store.
Chipotle just hit me... I want to go sit in the corner of the shower and cry until morning.
The last thing I remember about last night was guzzling white zinfandel out of the box and eating cheese. And I was thinking OH YOU FANCY HUHHH
Hungover playing piano at a baptism I am the PICTURE of class I feel like I should be struck by lightning
The secret to finals week is to have an orgasm for every point you need on the test before you take it.
I know it's just really hard to give up sex and cigs during a blizzard
Don't come back. They don't have pants.
Oh god.
God has nothing to do with this.
Its really awkward pooping while on videochat. Even if you turn the video off.
I either have a problem or a really good solution... I just ordered my homecoming dress off of a website that sells forplay outfits.
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