dude i just saw a drunk guy attempt to get by IUPD and throw a uprooted bleacher seat over the edge of the stadium. funniest thing of life.
they caught him 10 rows from the top. the first thing he said was "wait I can explain, i just have to throw this over first."
whatever sunny in Philadelphia does on Thursday nights, I'm doing all weekend.
suddenly SuperBad didn't seem so funny anymore...she did have her period on my leg.
Just dominated the men's bathroom at work. Sounded like the intro of a death metal song.
Satisfying Perfect Camera Moments
I want something that's relevant to him banging her right after I did. Like "runner-up"
i must of done something right to please the booty call gods. . . maybe fucking that fat chick?
Home safe. Psyche shattered. Still rolling. In love with the morrocan rug in the living room.
By this time tomorrow I expect us to be sitting at the kitchen table either playing a drinking game, or crying. Set an alarm
I feel choking has become trendy-- ita losing its effect. I may just have to go back to missionary to spice it up
This Dog Travel Carrier is a Must
All I'm asking for is flower occasionally, and in return you get to come home to me naked in heels. Is that to much to ask for?
At least you get to smell pizza at your job. I just smell despair all day long.
But how do I turn off the feelings though?
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
I'm glad I can share my workout progress with you via my nudes
No one wants to start their day off with bloody lemons and a tampon in the toilet. Wtf.