If I had a nickel for every time somebody called me a bad person I would have enough money to check into rehab
i hate this class. from the way they're all staring you would think they've never seen a girl in basketball shorts, heels and sunglasses.
just wrote a 6 page paper on my blackberry. including 3 sources. college is teaching me good things so far.
apparently there was a flour fight and couch sex...
it took me 7 solid minutes to realize "egggGSaucetingf" meant "exhausting"
Fuck morning classes and our weekday drinking habits.
I hooked up with a 20 year old last night. I feel like a hocus pocus witch that sucked life from a child.
Note to self: Don't go home with a recent divorcee. Semen and tears.
This weekend i learned three things 1) skittles in vodka is good 2) it takes more than a roll of quarters to get a cab home 3) never tell a bartender to give you your change in actual change
He kept singing Happy Birthday to himself, yelling at the bouncers for not letting him in, and telling them his "father will hear of this." He was like a drunken Scottish Draco Malfoy.
I feel like I missed the land of milk and honey and instead wound up in the land of beer and pizza. And yet, I think I'm happier here.
He called me saying he got nice rims for his car so now we can fuck in style
I've started drunk signing up for 5ks. Who even does that?
I think I sold my soul to a dominatrix last night.
The guy at the liqiour store just said "Wow haven't seen you in awhile, is everything okay?"
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