Soo i just shotgunned a water balloon...
It started with Hannah Montana and ended with alcoholism.
I wish everyone walked around campus with a video of what they did this weekend above their heads.
So Ive decided I have serious issues. Im walking around the school with a bag labeled booze money collecting from people while slightly hungover at 8:20 in the morning, and nobody is questioning me.
I told him the truth. Truth leads to vodka. Vodka leads to tequila. Tequila leads to prison.
He looked at my vag and said "you have a nice situation down there. Good work"
how is telling me how long you drunkenly fucked someone supposed to make me miss you?
I might have snap chatted him. So here's what I need you to do. Find him. Abduct him. Get his phone. View the chat so he can't. Then, buy him ice cream. He deserves ice cream.
I guess that means I was blowing a nerd last week.
And loving it.
He told me he needed "space" but then goes and likes my insta of panacakes.. Done.
Well I've always wanted to get head while playing WoW...
K I'll do it, but mine is going to be WAY weirder. Your not allergic to shellfish, right?
I'm getting reacquainted with drunk me. She has grown up a lot.
HEY I WILL KIDNAP THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR PET GOAT
He's here walking around DRUNK AS FUCK in a Kobe Bryant number 8 jersey... Tucked in.
shes rolling around in the floor yelling my vagina hates me
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