Its a bunch of hippies dancing in front of a stobe light. For ten dollars I could have gone to the strip club and at least had a lap dance
life is too short to starve
life is also too short to be fat
Apparently at one point I was wearing my sweatshirt backwards like it was normal and then I threw up into the hood. Never drinking again.
TAKE DOWN THAT PHOTO OF ME IN THE NURSES COSTUME NOW.
I'm wearing this super skanky ass dress that's wayyy to slutty for church but I think Jesus will appreciate it because i look so bangin for his bday.
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
what is the most politically correct way to ask if he still hangs out with the guy that has blue hair and make meth in his car?
No talking tonight. Just drinking and puking up memories
Waffles and pussy, what else is there?
I'm sitting in the shotgun seat of my car on full recline trying to pretend everything is ok
Of course, it's a law of friendship. "Thy friend Shalt always hold hatred for thine friend's swinish ex"
He told me to be a woman and make him dinner. So I threw a bagel at him and went out to dinner.
Your clever response has earned you a blow job this week
I hope no one at work can tell or smell that I have tequila in my hair and I haven't showered for days
You just kept yelling GET YOUR SKATES ON, BITCHES. WE'RE GOING STREAKING.
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