so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
drunk doesn't even begin to explain it. dude called him and said to bring you back because he'd already called dibs.
Ive been sitting around naked watching magic on youtube.
I would makeout with my roommate, but im not drunk enough and she doesnt like bacon fat
Okay good. I don't want another mom thinking I got their daughter pregnant.
Can we talk about the fact that I plucked weed off your ass this morning like it's a normal thing to do?
I took 36 pictures of my lava lamp. your weed wins.
Still butthurt there's a framed picture of me passed out on the toilet in my grandparents' living room
I love birth control. How's that for a Facebook status on valentines day.
Sex on acid. Try it. I thought we were fucking in outer space with fireworks inside a rocketship car. Best.
She just asked to come over. She's either going to bring one of her dads guns and kill me or we're going to end up having insane lesbian sex.
went out last night. woke up with a lisp.
The impromptu 'dance party' was just three white dudes flailing arrhythmically in the kitchen in absolute silence. Stone cold sober.
I'm surronded by jorts. You're probably too drunk to care. I'm gonna cry now. Love you.
You win. I am a lesbian who maybe slightly jaded. I didn't mean to throw the knife at you head.
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