so we'll all just be running around naked, basically. and high.
he referred to my room as the tit cave...
he walked in on you at the party drunkenly dancing alone on the bed wearing mardi gras beads, sunglasses, and using one ski pole as a microphone.... and you STILL got laid. i dont get your life.
I walk in and my mom takes one look at me and just says, ".... Consequences"
Changed it back. Somehow I didn't think my profile pic should be me shirtless on ecstasy, ya know?
I was cut off by 8, I need to rethink this breakup therapy strategy
According to FB I fucked in a field 365 days ago.
He's coming over, and I hope he doesn't get hungry. I'm sure its not proper protocol to bring one booty call to another booty call's house for the munchies.
My living room is scattered with glow sticks wrappers, sparklers, face paint & beer cans?
It's not as cool looking when the drugs wear off, is it?
Finished watching the entire first season of mighty morphing power rangers. Now I have nothing. Not even a life.
and i think wearing the clothes from last night are out of the question...was there mud wrestling there? because i look like a participated..with a cat.
It was less of a bar, and more of an abandoned basement that some people sell booze in.
Its a sick, sad, world when parents get more ass then you.
On a happier note, I can fit in my old shorts. Dope does have its perks
All I want for Christmas is my co-worker's speakerphone to be thrown against a brick wall, and the remains burned in a backyard fire while I roast a hot dog over it. Is that so much to ask?
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