6:33 AM: I'm drunk at this time of morning.
exactly what part of this weekend seemed like a good idea?
my bed looks and feels like i need to buy plan b.
we were like drunken butterflies among sober caterpillars,
a garbage man just dropped off my phone and wallet. he found them in the trash this morning.
The only reason I give him head is because I know i'll get a back rub.
wow.
But it's a REALLY good back rub.
I just walked into my exam wearing a mans tshirt and Alex's size 13 crocs twenty min late carrying only a pencil and my heels...I'm not real
If I weren't her cousin I'd take advantage of her and this low point in her life.
I waxed the left side of it and was in too much pain to do the right side so my crotch looks like cruella devil
I'll explain later but basically I was feeling dangerous, I'm dressed as Ann Romney and Ann Romney is a bad bitch.
When you wake up on the bus on 139th but you're staying at 6th
133 to go
11:30pm - Shots together. 12:15pm Shots together. 12:45pm Shots together. 9:30am Plan B's together.
At one point I believe I was despencing medical advice while wearing a sombrero and a hulk hand
I seriously just rolled a joint on my high school diploma. I feel like I've come so far.
She fucked a bartender in a closed Applebee’s and has the nerve to call me easy
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