clay aiken is like melissa ehteridge without the guitar.
I don't know what kind of drugs you were on last night but you kept trying to highlight my face because you said I was important
Its like a 4.5 hour drive but there's drinking involved so I'm destined to go
How was the bike ride?
Nope. High in the basement. Fruit cups.
We banged through her entire lady gaga playlist. I can die happy now
I'm two guys short from fucking the whole baseball team and one is gay. I will be successful by the end of this month.
Terrible hangover + phoenix airport + pizza hut....I think I might have entered one of the levels of hell.
I'd rather be sodomized with a fullly decorated Christmas tree.
Oh. My. God. You texted my mom "IM BACK BITCHES!"
Just so you know the unusual amount of skittles on your floor is entirely your own fault. You bought me 20 bags of them while I was high.
I tried to take home a cat on broadway last night. I named him Pinocchio and put my purse down on the sidewalk and tried to put it inside it
sooo trippy being back in town after 5 years. if you had asked me in high school who would be future coke heads, i would have been way off
The more I drank he just got hotter and hotter. And then the mustache didn't look too bad
I need to get some goddam control over my hormones
Also I've decided to start stealing shot glasses after I do the shots. You in?
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