Billy Mays died!
I know. And the US is beating brazil...what's wrong with the world?
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
I'm naming my child veloci raptor. And you can be a part of its life if you want. But that's its name. Cause i have the vagina.
I just realize today that I've dated three guys this year with their own blog. Ugh that's embarrassing.
I'm eating cereal out of the pocket of my flannel right now
Can't promise anything, there's vodka in my thermos
It's official drugs can't kill me
Keep your head up. His game is good, and you should be honoured to be a notch on his wall. If it makes you feel better, if it wasn't you, it was going to be me.
I would have screamed and cried and bled and shit and then died. Fuck that guy.
I ended up naked with smirnoff caps on my nipples. Dignity is now a completely foreign concept to me.
I may have made out with a tranny last night, which, if I don't get fired for everything else that happened, really makes last night epic.
You wore a man's plastic top hat last night.
No I didn't. Whiskey did.
I feel like you're gonna be reading this at 6 AM in a ditch or under a bridge, but please remember...I offered to drive you home. And you said no.
The sad thing is that it's 6:45 and you're not far off.
Oh it's tea and biscuits for everyone. An possibly pink eye
Answered a bio test question bc of watching phineas and ferb. Remind me to always drink when studying.
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