I feel like I'm in dance class right now
I just realized that when I walk away people probably say "wow she really has a drinking problem" and sadly it doesn't bother me.
its preseason football. its like non alcoholic beer. who gives a fuck
i have my graded calc test (94%) sitting on my empty case of beer next to my desk. this is me winning at college.
just tried googling 24 hr taco bell and when i typed "24 hour" it autocompleted with fitness. buzzzz killllll
Ummm. I just wanna say this now: Don't let me invite the band back to the apartment to see my stripper pole.
fuck your need to drink for whitney a thousand times last night.
Can we put this graduation on the shelf figuratively and go drink
I have never fucking hated the horrible sound of dozens of off-key recorders BLARING their fucked rendition of "Fais Do-Do" in unison against the screams of an adult male... more than I do now. This is why people avoid teaching. Kill me. End it all.
While we were having sex he asked me if I wanted to get wingstop after. I think I found my future husband.
I got in an argument over whether or not I'm a slut. I argued yes.
She took me into the bathroom and force fed me a panini, it was pretty good.
His parents then knew me as the blackout who took care of him and stole his watch
I'm reading the Hobbit in my blanket fort alone with a bottle of wine... all I need is dungeons and dragons to complete this superfecta of awesome
How was it?
i think i smell bacon but im to sore to walk downstairs. that kinda night
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