You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
JoAnns office is warmer than mine. . .it must be because she has the gateway to hell under her desk.
Oh and apparently TSA has to open your present from my family or the terrorists win
Fuck morning classes. Fuck early work. Fuck anything in the morning that doesn't involve sleeping, sex or bacon.
Leaving the dealer's house. He just gave me a sincere hug and said good luck. This cant end well.
im not gonna bother asking u how it was... we could hear u through the walls
She's lying on the sidewalk wailing that she is gonna die alone, with hundreds of strangers watching us, and also we lost Kate, . Please help me
She came over and gave me a handy and then just lingered for a day and a half. Worst weekend ever.
Just been one of those weeks where alcohol out weighs friendship
He probably smells like baby powder and sexual identity crisis.
I asked him how his night was and he sent me a picture of a bottle of Ciroc with a bendy straw...
These pissing matches have to stop. They led to last night's scotch through the nose shots. I'll never smell again.
All I could think when I saw it was, "All right, Vagina, only one of us is getting out of this alive."
Ahhh the shame of taking out my recycling
I'm not saying it wasn't great. I'm just saying sleeping with a gassy, depressed,45 year old mother was a different experience. Would do it again though.
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