Its ok relax. i can tell ur gonna start raggin. talk 2 u next week
It's my fault I'm alone. My closest relationship is with my blackberry....thank god it vibrates.
I feel like my life has just been one 21 year long episode of "i shouldn't be alive"
I stayed up for an hour trying to make my room stop spinning and then I realized it was bc my fan was on
so would me posting the photos of the cock and coin jar incident be completely out of the question?
she cried into her fur with two handfuls of money- she was the physical manifestation of white girl problems
Being thankful with your family is one thing. Being thankful with your friends while getting drunk and smoking bowls while eating leftovers, priceless.
Those titties aren't worth a lifetime of listening to her talk about gluten free yams and japanese manga.
Lab coat again saves the day - hiding embarrassing shart evidence...
It's all a blur. I just remember holding some strangers baby
Yah. Thai people are way too trusting
I'm trying to make sure he doesn't drown in the toilet. Because I'm a nice lady.
The only thing about him that I appreciated was that he destroyed the bathroom at your birthday and missed singing to you. And we all knew.
I need you to teach me how to be roommates with somebody I'm not fucking.
This is the Front Desk Lady from the Saturolite Inn. Your friend is passed out in the lobby. Please come help her.
OH DEAR GOD IT GOT IN MY MOUTH AGAIN HELP
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