I am coming home for anal
* a nap*
Nevermine. I'm just going to tell you on Myspace with a glitter graphic.
I just got a facebook invite to join a group called "bring back the old franzia spout." i never want our generation to grow up.
i remember too much of last night for it to have been successful
I literally might walk of shame home on a cable car. If that doesn't scream San Francisco I don't know what does
I didn't realize I was holding it, until I was like, "whose baby is this?"
the bartender cut you off himself after you started walking on tops of tables and hugging random people
Oh thank the gods of upholstery, i thought that was never coming out...
Dude that soap I drank last night is fucking killing me.
Thats like me asking what you think of antisocial polish guys with mysterious rashes
It's because of weed that I don't mind driving an hour to visit my family. And it's because of you that there's weed in my life. Thank you.
I fully committed to my astronaut costume, to say the least. blacking out on moonshine and having a moonwalk of shame this morning: happy Halloweekend.
tom claimed she had a star tattooed around her buttonhole. i am not prepared for this era of skankyness
Discovery: there is a folder in my pictures labeled "Your Name and cats"
She ordered an O'douls. That was the end of that date