I feel like my life has just been one 21 year long episode of "i shouldn't be alive"
how are pickles made is in the google history again... why do you always wonder that, and forget the answer?
you know you made it when your beer pong table is made from imported italian hardwood
I'll bring the barf blanket just in case.
Oh well shit happens. This is my not worried face. This is also my still decently drunk face.
I figured that I'd start organizing the places ive given head. I'll add treehouse right after bandroom
knew it was a bad idea. the look she gave me when i left her roommates bedroom in the morning really illustrated that.
It's not socially acceptable to be drunk in adult world. That fact makes me die a little inside.
Did you know there is a guy on the porch, wrapped in your snuggie, singing no woman no cry and drinking wine coolers?
Trying to do the walk of shame over here WHY are there a hundred ppl on the el?! Thank god I pulled a summit and wore casual clothes I even stopped by the farmers market and bought some squash
I'm high, watching "Scream" and eating a grilled cheese sandwich off my boobs. I'm not going anywhere
Come on, clusterfuck. Put on a pushup bra and get your fine ass to the bar, or you will be a sad single stoner forever
It was going great until he started saying "ooh kill em" under his breath with each thrust
All of my friends are hooking up and here I am, the lone asexual, looking for someone to eat these tostitos with me.
if being 21 means slamming 99 cent margaritas at 3:00 in the afternoon on a Tuesday then call me Peter Pan IM NEVER GROWING UP
Video on mandys page of you drinking upside down was finally put up...too bad all the comments were about me and him fighting in the background while he screamed "BLOW BIG BETSY!'
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