real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
i think i would be more confident if i were chinese.
Just tried to tap morse code on the wall seperating our beds to tell you I was awake and ready to smoke
there is a baby dancing on the table amidst the smoke of multiple cigarettes. i want to trade lives with that baby.
24 hours later and my vagina is still tingling. That good.
Do you remember calling me and dedicating a shot to me?
currently shading my boobs to make it look like i have mass cleavage...thanks art school
this lesbian fantasy crush is getting WAY out of hand. just spent an entire meeting staring at her long fingers thinking, "oh those could be fun"
doing shots of $6 a bottle whiskey and chasing it with milk. my own personal way of saying fuck life.
You rang?
Saw a ginger and the first thing I thought of doing was yelling "you have no soul!" so I called you so we can yell it together with you on speakerphone.
It's like the sisterhood of the traveling vaginas over here
And then I discovered that while drunk last night I called the NAACP and left an angry voicemail demanding they fix the racism at my school
Friday is the holy day of drinking. Thou shalt observe the Sabbath. It's in the bible. Look it up bitch.
This time tomorrow I will be drunk and in a voodoo shop
Woke up this morning to him making out with me in his sleep, then I had to go on a scavenger hunt to find a used condom before my roommate got back... it was under my pillow.
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