well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
...there is blood under my fingernails.
...I hope my roomates are okay.
I need to stop sleeping with republicans and cowboys fans.
I am self-sufficient. I puked in a wine glass and emptied it in the trash. Points for style and neatness
Its like a match made in avoid-eachother-because-we're-antisocial-and-awkward heaven
She screamed at us, "You guys need to wake up and smell the beer-bong!"
I would have cried, probably tears of wine, but cried nonetheless.
I think tonight's gonna be the night I wear a go pro while trippin on acid
I ate breakfast with him. And by ate breakfast I mean we fucked on the kitchen table.
Friends don't let friends go vibrator shopping alone.
He asked the waiter, at 6:40 am, drunk, if they served alcohol. After he said no, he's like 'well, I guess we can eat then.'
I think part of my soul drowned in beer and/or jack daniels last night.
I come home to my brother mixing skittles and vodka. We're all proud of him.
I'm currently hiding from this horrific thing that we call adulthood. If anyone needs me, I'll be smoking a bowl in the bouncy house.
the twins are trying to figure out which one is the one doing body shots off a janitor in this picture
Randomize
