# days @ Coachella: 1 people i showed how to break it down: 279
omg. I had the wrong window open and I accidentaly posted my credit card # on twitter
Whats your twitter name
she looks like luggage that fell from a plane
your ability to fuck hot guys even when you go out in sweats amazes me
you looked up at me mid puke with tears in your eyes and asked to make sure no one took your turn at Wii
This will be amazing. Plus he's going to do a line of cocaine off of the other guy's ass.
You need an intervention. You fell into traffic walking home.
Not really. Birthday weekend. Totally jusifiable. Besides I didn't get hit. No harm no foul.
You're about to fuck a guy with a sweatshirt tied around his waist like a mensurating 13 year old. Get your priorities straight, you're graduating tomorrow.
You woke up, laughed, proceeded to throw up on me and then passed out again.
His grandma held his dogs so they wouldn't follow me out the door. It was like a whole new level added to my walk of shame.
So when the drug raid cops tell you, you should get out of the relationship, it probably means its time.
You're not talking any sense into me. You're cheering me on to disaster.
... is that not half the reason I'm your best friend in the first place?
im about to go through the checkout with 3 flasks and a wedding card. let the judgement begin!
update: cashier guessed cash bar before i could say anything. completely bypassed "dry" and knew cash bar right away. i love this state.
It's a Saturday night and I am in bed with two cats, a bottle of Riesling, and I'm masturbating to Iron Man. I'm great at being 21.
Snorted a dorito chip for 1$. Cross that off the bucket list.
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