i went to go through my sent box of drunk texts from last night and they were all deleted... i'm going to assume drunk me made the executive decision that sober me would be better off not knowing what they said
she's telling me all about the love triangles of her sims. you tell me how it's going.
she just threw a smoke bomb in an elevator and ran down 9 flights of stairs to see it at the bottom.
why does my status of facebook already read REHAB 2011
I can't help but be optimistic. I'm like a ball of slutty sunshine.
It's a 2 hour train ride a 7 in the morning, of course we're bringing alcohol
If you're that baked in a class full of people that know you're that baked you tend to offer up a peace offering. Its like the burrito of trust! If eaten you are now obligated to help maintain my grades and keep me from falling out of my chair. $3.75 a morning is worth it for that mafia type protection!
It has become abundantly clear why you give me pixie stix when you're drunk now...
can you just act like it's not so easy to get a blowjob from me??
I haven't even booked my flights yet and I have my drug supply sorted
Oh and no more ball pics to my family. Got in a little trouble over that. They have no sense of humor.
That bottle of wine took a part of my soul with it.
The house hit rave levels when La Bamba came on which confuses me because I live in white suburban Canada
PARA BAILAR LA BAMBA ASSHOLES
He told me he wished he could shrink down to a small size so he could live inside my cleavage
I'd like to have a moment of silence for all the dicks she's broken off
I've just realized that today's rations have consisted of turkey bacon and jack Daniels.
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