party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
Life lesson: when driving and throwing up, choose a paper bag over plastic. Fuck my life.
hot buttered vodka was not a success. on any level.
Pretty sure the purpose of joining wine clubs isn't to drink the 2 bottles they send you each month IN THE SAME NIGHT.
Please come and rip my uterus out before it does it itself
Holy high batman
The hairdryer was like a fuckin obstacle course
Also, the greatest of ironies: I got shampoo confiscated by security while Corey managed to get pot through. MERICA!
Well my sober pact lasted almost an hour. Then I did four shots. But in other news, one of those shots I took with a midget. So like I couldn't turn that shit down.
Why are you taking pics in the bathroom with the plunger? I mean you still look hot and I'm totally going to wack off to it.
And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention
I ended up in th ER yelling my height weight and age
Something tells me tonight will end with me wearing my pants on my head again.
Nothing like a dick pic from your fave ex to make you audibly exhale sadly.
So about that you can bill me for the chair but it was David's idea to jump from the window sill into the washer with "clothing pillows of cloudiness" to land on to get ahold of him you have to phone his mother
I just talked to her she really hates you like a lot
You were only speaking with either thumbs up, thumbs down, or high fives haha
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