I'm about to enter vancouver's biggest liquor store. I feel like I should sent you a "wish you were here" postcard.
she is medically diagnosed as a nympho. she has the paper to prove it. hell. fucking. yeah.
I mean what are real friends for if they won't hold down your wedding dress to allow for a keg stand
I'm bringing a flask to the test on friday. If I'm gonna fail at least I can enjoy the experience
Edward fifth and chaser hands
I came so hard just now that I think I may have regenerated.
Someone at all my grapes... if it was you or one of your hoodrat friends I swear to god I'll shit in your shampoo
I sent him pictures of just me in my thong and he replied "you're so sweet, you make me feel special <3".... Oh.
Jameson and I invented street rugby last night. Yeah
Shit. I'm suppose to call the bank but I'm too high to talk numbers.
I didn't want to walk to anymore parties because I found a cat. It was magical.
Yeah we invited her back for chicken nugget sandwiches
i can't even hate his new girlfriend cuz she survived a fucking brain tumor. like that's just not fair.
I stepped in puke last night then washed it off my shoe with beer. Is there a grace period to respect before wearing them to class?
I blacked out and when I woke up and looked at the counter.. there was a full cake upside down. I dont even understand ...
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