Pitchers of shots should be outlawed. I've puked more than i've breathed in the past half hour.
Im otw to class. I was at the Library. Just past three girls with a bottle of tequila playing dizzy bat.
WHAT KIND OF DUMPSTER DOESNT HAVE PIZZA IN IT?
Well I tried to call you. I was convinced my body was made of wood. But the Xmas lights in my room helped
I need to stop treating my body like that of a Vegas hooker on vacation in Ibiza
happy find a boyfriend by next Valentines Day. Its like a new years resolution but depressing
Everybody in the immediate area is hooking up like it's doomsday
WHY AM I NOT THERE?
Apparently it's bring your ugly annoying ass piece of shit slob of a baby day at work
I dont' remember leaving St. Cloud, getting home, or apparently directing traffic in the middle of the fucking street while black out drunk.
I was out of weed and my vibrator broke, so I'm now at Red Lobster.
We almost got stabbed in the nuts last night. Don't worry, we're alright.
Omg in one week, two guys with their own names tattooed on their bodies had their tongues in my mouth. Self loathing shall commence now.
I told him I was studying his body for art, so now I have to actually do a drawing of him to not look like a creep and so we can hook up again.
He looked so uninterested when the stripper was slapping him. Now his roommates are harassing me about how crazy our sex must be.
That sounds good. I'd totally blow you somewhere quick but im not in the frame of mind to think of a place
Be outside in 5
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