Oh my god you would drunk register for a marathon.
there was 12 of us, girls included, shirtless and wielding swords as we bet on rock paper scissors in the middle of the bar. It was like Cinco de Mayo version of the Deer Hunter
I woke up and took my shirt off, and there was what I was assume to be pieces of tree in my chest hair. Any ideas about that one?
Also, I think I'm too drunk to be at the gym right now. But how sober do you need to be for IM volleyball?
it's only monday and im already failing all my classes. i give up. tequila tuesday is my only friend.
Me and the cabbie are stopping on the way at a sit down restaurant to eat. My life is so sad.
Like real life can suck my metaphorical dick right now.
Did I come home in a police car last night? id come downstairs to ask you but i dont think my legs work anymore
One day soon I'll learn the difference between a good high and way too high. Today is not the day.
I'm about to make existential crisis tacos.
You sat on me. Like I was a toilet. While I was on the toilet. You peed a little.
So I'm hiding in my bathroom smoking bowls because my landlords kids came over to visit my dog... My life has reached a new low
Serious question, on a scale of go for it to what the fuck are you thinking, what's me going to a monk or any religious official and saying "baptize me daddy" in a serious voice?
I have 3 vacation days left and I'm guarding them like a gay dragon on a pile of gold dildos molded after celebrities.
Smaug the FABULOUS
where are you guys?
stoned at his house watching water boil
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