Goal for tonight: Make one last drunken mistake for the semester.
she looked like the bat from fern gully.
They wont let us in. Theyve some sort of no Daft Punk costume rule
The brown eye won't let me do that either.
once he started yelling at me in latin, i wasn't sure what we were fighting about anymore...
she found me naked passed out on the toilet and i just kept repeating "i'm like elvis, but not dead."
These headphones make me feel like I'm sitting on John Mayers lap and he's singing just to me. I picture like a pitch black room with a single spotlight on us. Also, convinced Kyle to give me percocet soo.
The kid in the park, who was on a leash I might add, looked at us and yelled "stranger danger" before hiding behind his dad
You don't understand she was in the fountain pretending she was diving for treasure. I couldn't possibly ruin her dreams.
I could really do without pictures of your asses in my inbox. That said, I'm extremely jealous that I wasn't involved.
I bought a sword. Make the proper arrangements.
Chilling. The soap was talking at one point if I rememeber right...
I'm thinking about slathering myself with peanut butter and going to the dog park. What's the worst that could happen?
I haven't gotten dressed in 4 days. God bless you, unemployment.
That was before I lit my hair on fire
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