Courtney? Is that you? I have pictures of this very same night.
I called Tyra Banks a whore to her face. A sure sign I should go home. Instead I went to the gay bar.
Its about making memories worth repressing
I got drunk and applied for two credit cards last night. About to find out if anyone in this world is still dumb enough to give me credit.
It's 3 am and my parents just came up the driveway in a limo. They didn't leave in a limo. I'm scared to even ask.
i just sold back the books i vomitted on
You couldn't hold yourhead up but you managed to unzip my zipper. That's skill..
We decided that the paper cups disintegrating was god's way of telling us we had had enough
nothing says "we're all in this together" like the herpes she passed around to our entire group of friends
he turned down sex AND sandwiches. who the hell does that?!
Adderal just makes me love life. I want to do so much. I just can't stop thinking about all the wonderful opportunities we have and how lucky we are and I want to make a difference in the world. I just have to reign in my brain and convince it that changing the world starts with a college degree, which depends on studying for these finals.
I woke up with a piece of pizza duct taped too my hand and a paragraph written on my chest. Good night is say
I no longer exist. I have transformed into a puddle of sex.
I'm drunk and in a paddle boat and my friend won't quit yelling about pandas. Does this ever happen to you?
When I went to pick up Adam from the train station, I found him passed out, covered in gold paint and wrapped in a red blanket. someone had glued a gaudy green rhinestone to his forehead. He looked homeless.
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