a guy in a toll booth on I-90 told me to fuck off for not being a red sox fan. i am going to miss massachusetts very much.
I don't know if it's her mysterious past or atrocious grammar, but I think I'm in love.
these 2 russian guys walked past me and i got freaked out because i thought call of duty got real
she quoted hannah montana in her facebook status. i will never be speaking to her in person again.
It's like playing clue with my own life. I have to piece together what I did, where I was, how I did it, and who I did it to
I'm not sure...it could be the pasta I ate from her sink, the dominoes, or just the alcohol. Or a wicked combination of all 3.
I'm laying in bed with a case of beer,.. That's how this break up is going..
Woke up fully clothed in bed sleeping on my purse.....we're back!!!
We got a standing ovation as security was escorting us out of the ballpark, it was a proud moment
I was so high I didn't realize I'd put on someone else's bra. I thought my boobs had shrunk.
I'm just so full of love and alcohol
I blame everything on you. My broken heart, my fucked up liver and my twisted mind.
I'm not complaining, but why is it that every time I hang out with you I come home with random injuries and random girls?
I'm both gender and math confused
it was a 'fall asleep on the bathroom floor after puking bc the cold tile is legit more comfortable than your bed' kind of night.
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