just got a rotting pancake and bacon in the mail from your address....
I am highly attracted to the men and that's all i can say. I do not clap and make noises but i do turn to the side and say how i'd do incredible things to them if given the chance
I kinda remember trying to staple rolls of toilet paper to make a pillow, but it's blank after that.
There are too many people and smells in this elevator for my hangover to handle.
the boys love us. they call us "the stoner girl suite down the hall". not very inspired, but flattering nonetheless
We didn't talk. I watched you drop an egg on the floor. And watched you praise your haunted broom.
I have no idea. But that is beside the point bc in vegas I'm a pro vball player from Ireland and a veterinarian on the weekends
well his attempt to make a white russian with instant coffee, gone off milk, and that weird probably illegal vodka we bought the other day isnt going well
Talking to her is like watching "Bad Life Choices: The Movie"
"I licked someones beard, because I can."
I'm not gonna ask the guy I've fucked like 3 times if he is insecure about his eyebrows.
There were firefighters and a fire truck up the street. I asked what was wrong and their exact words were "Just a tiny explosion; it'll be all right"
Nothin ruins a fine afternoon like shitting ur pants
It's confirmed. I have two dates on Saturday, and they are both named Mike.
Oh god I found a set of car keys in my pocket, and I have no idea who's they are
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