I'm home alone watching The Hills seasons, eating pickles and drinking straight rye. I just googled "how to make friends". Probably not the most pro-active solution. Help.
get home. someone threw up in the fishtank last night.
Is it a bad thing that the only time i wear nice clothes to class, is when i get too fucked up the night before and wear the same clothes i went out in?
We've finally come to the understanding that as long as our conversation stays stricaly sexual, we get along.
I'm about to enter vancouver's biggest liquor store. I feel like I should sent you a "wish you were here" postcard.
We are not buying weed off a guy from the internet.
She said to bring taco sauce. Hoping that's a euphemism.
after that, he'll be sure to remember me. i'll probably forget him, but that's the way it should be.
She's drinking vodka out of a windex bottle. She is spraying it in her mouth and at strangers.
i cant believe im seriously wearing his ex girlfriends underwear right now
because i know somewhere at some party, behind someones closed bed room door youre being feed a key full of mollie.
Basically, I'm sure one day I'll look back on this part of my life and be ashamed....
There are no female cereal mascots. I just realized that in my drunken state... So sexist...
One day, I might be old and married wishing I could bang everyone... and that'll be a problem. So I feel in my heart it's something I need to do.
Yoooooo, the fat magician married the chick I dumped a beer on after I got pissed he was flirting with her in front of me
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