return my video game
i decided i am going on the Justin Bobby plan for success. Don't cut my hair for a year, don't shave for a month, land Audrina Patridge. Game on.
Alone. In an inflatable pool. Drinking vodka and raspberry lemonade. I don't need approval as much as I need to know you love me still.
Like if Robert Downey Jr. and Kiefer Sutherland got together for a bender, that's how drunk I want us to be.
My TA just came over to give us drugs. Now he's drinking grey goose with my roommate and explaining his thesis to her. This is too much.
Thanks for pulling me out of the bed by my feet atleast one of us was sober enough to know I had work at 5 am.
i feel like the wall was a canvas for his penis.
Sitting on an airplane reeking of booze, sex and shame while surrounded by families coming home from Disney. This is not one of my finer moments.
It started with jello shots. It ended with tears.
I just sit in the cubicle for 8 hours and do keagles.
You forgot the part where I played Slip and Slide with my own puke and fucked up my knee.
Walking into class right now and I swear to god I smoked down the substitute teacher we have at a party I went to last week
of course the one day I come to class high we have guest speakers from the police department... Just my luck
I need to buy fuckboy repellant for whenever I think it's a good idea to meet boys I found in tinder
Guess whose grandma smokes weed?
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