I pretty much can't stop smiling when I talk to you. Even when you talk about disease and infectious diarrhea.
end the night at a gay bar...not sure how...but why the fuck do i have two condoms in my pocket?
is it bad that i think of my life in terms of the sims? like when i'm hitting it off with someone, i really wish a plus sign would appear above my head. and when i throw up from drinking way too much, a minus sign.
got a scholarship and a hot psych teacher. hello spring 2010
Totally just asked Dad if I needed to show the real estate guy my tits so he would let us buy the house. I've really got to work on that filtering thing.
i've been thru my totinos phase. then after reading the ingredients and nutritional info i almost puked in my mouth. its like having the bastard child of pizza hut and mcdonalds invade your kitchen and start stabbing your digestive system.
Ah shit... I sleep-ate chocolate pudding again.
I'm bringing a flask to the test on friday. If I'm gonna fail at least I can enjoy the experience
Just so we're clear. I'm still making jello shots and bringing them to the bar in my purse. I don't care if its half off margaritas. Don't want anyone thirsty
I think people like me is why alcohol became illegal at one point
Stop studying come to the bar get drunk and help me figure out how to get home pretend there are commas in there someplace
Well you should have thought of that before you were reckless with your butt
It's pretty self explanatory. You tried to have sex on the hood of a car in front of everyone
I woke up in your kitchen with my ID in my hand and my nails were painted electric blue. Dude.... never let me have fireball again.
i was so high when i left this morning that rather than make sandwiches i threw bread and peanut butter in my backpack. a whole loaf. and a whole jar
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