My t9 writes chubies instead of bitches.
either way. win, win.
You know the commpass Jack Sparrow has? The one that just points at whatever you want? Thas pretty much my moral compass.
I don't know how it happened, one minute we were talking about Huck Finn, the next minute I was blowing him behind the corner of his apartment building.
We decided to have a girls night of four lokos, three of us cried and the other puked
Why did I wake up holding food tongs?
I thought the cops would know I was on shrooms because I was 10ft tall.
I kind of learned that hotels are unnecessary. Boys will just take you home, but that's tough with a group. I believe in us, though.
second roommate of the year to get clamydia. go life.
I think I hit my head on every surface in that apartment last night
Also, yes, I look pretty rough. But my ovaries fought back this morning so getting dressed decently was not a priority.
Well my summer started by me waking up in a tube on the side of the pond this morning with 2 of my friends. So that's good..
Actually let's just focus our energy on not getting committed to a psych ward.
Starting this Monday as I always do
With a desperate plea for help
He told me I remind him of his ex girlfriend but in a better more advanced way..
I just showed this kid my nipples to work my shift tmw
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