So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
if creeping was an olympic sport, i would be a lock for the gold right now.
You know that bakery that Sandra Bullock's sister owns?
The one in Montpelier?
yeah, well it doesn't exist anymore. VT's one fucking claim to fame closed.
took shots out of a medicine cup. i can get used to college.
it was funny though when you first woke up you pointed at my shoe and said i need my jacket and then put my shoe on your hand
Someone just asked me if ur the girl that fell through the floor. I HAD to say yes.
Meet me at the corner of "what the fuck" and"how'd you get in my bed" in 10 minutes.
i have learned 4:30 is too early to start pregamming for the midnight harry potter
lets just say that i have already today: gotten drunk, got in a fight, got stranded an hour away from home, found a ride, sobered up, and slept. woken back up, and here i am. its been a long day. Day drinking is bad for friendships.
Why do they give me cups on $8 pitcher night? I HAVE A PITCHER.
Also, I'm going to yoga because I have a Taylor Swift range of emotions right now.
Hot dogs and hydrocodine is NOT the combo of champions
She pinched my nipples too hard I THINK THEYRE GONE
I TOLD YOU ABOUT GOTH CHICKS BRO. I WARNED YOU
I saw a drunk guy run across the street with an American flag between his buttcheeks.
do you know why there was a glass jar of hot chocolate and a traffic flare in my shower?!! like where did that even come from
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