weak ass sauce last night. waste of time. you suck. ps. your boobs are fake
3 different guys in my psych class know me as 3 different names and said hi to me with all 3 different names-Andrea, Grace, and Bella
I've never been more proud of you
Currently in a meeting. i am playing the not throw up game. god i hope i dont lose.
I feel like a great embryo-shaped weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
and being hungover still at 4 in the afternoon is NOT "having allergies"
New high score, I made the stripper choke me while I was getting a lap dance last night
Your subconscious sucks. Mine is awesome. I have a recurring dream where I manage a chocolate factory run by big titted hookers.
A) you're a liar. B) that would be awesome.
So the night ended when we tried making fireworks out of gunpowder and oregano. You can figure out how that went.
I remember having the weirdest thoughts and thinking our room was a compass and we were in the compass or something.
You know what, don't even answer. Just promise me you'll go to the Corner of Shame when you get home.
I mean, you've seen me eat pizza, sober, out of a garbage can, and yet I refuse to go eat at that place. Just sayin....
the shoes thing blows my mind idk how the fuck i did that and im also missing 4 of my birth control pills like did i drunkenly decide to overload my body with estrogen
my only goal for the semester is never go to my wednesday class sober
Just bought condoms with a walmart gift card. Thanks grandma.
You had a 45min conversation with the Ronald McDonald statue I have the video to prove it
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