loyola was giving a tour this morning and they all saw me in a half ripped off toga throwing up over the side of the dorm stairs
you don't even go to loyola anymore
Im drinking a beer thats called vuuve which is boobs in begian. I think my life is complete.
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
how did the keg end up in the top bunk?
Just charged fat mistake $3 for a beer.
I may or may not have shit out a layer of my liver after that weekend.
I went online and donated $30 to his walk-a-thon as a "sorry I puked in your bed last night"
From one hot mess to another... Get it together.
Really? I thought your parents stopped loving you when you drunkenly fell through the ceiling...
How drunk is she?
She's trying to French braid the dogs hair, there's no stopping her
The worst part about being a grammar Nazi is all the porn I skip over because the titles are misspelled
I just want to slap everyone in the face that's happy being sober. Loser.
I couldn't really understand you because you were really quiet and I said "I don't know what you're saying, it's kind of a big mumble" and you said "that sums up my life"
I threw my shoes out of frustration and walked home barefoot... can you help me find my shoes in the morning
The fact that a spice girls song is stuck in my head is a great sign that my decisions aren't the right ones at the moment...
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