And then she said "sorry if my vagina smells like fish, it's just active."
and I was crying with the towel lady in the bathroom of the bar about the tragedy in Haiti. Then we hugged before I left and I gave her 10 dollars.
i keep seeing random pieces of my outfit all around town.
all i seem to do anymore is lay around stoned, naked and eating mangoes
... thanks for letting me perform minor surgery on myself last night.
I figured if you were smart enough to sterilize with vodka, you could handle it.
shes on the ground doing bicycle kicks screaming "is my ass good enough for you now satan" send help
my drivers license is super glued to my shoulder and im to hung over to get it off come and help me
I've been wearing the same clothes for 3 days and they're covered in franzia
why does drunk me think that doing things like throwing up on my desk and all over my 15 page lab report is okay
Is this really the life I've chosen for myself?
Well, I guess you are not meant to have this fucking picture of an adorable baby duck.
Self reach around competition is what the Olympics has been missing all along. A true test of athleticism.
Tripping over coffee tables hurts shins but face is okay bc I landed on a sofa.
conclusion: canadians have really freaky sex
Just opened my sisters laptop to "cute places to lose my virginity" googled last
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