well that was a long night...
dude, you were pretty messed up... what happened?
no idea... but i still woke up with my pirate hat on
so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
I think misery doesn't even think of me as company anymore. I'm an unofficial roommate.
Sitting next to a girl in the computer cluster who just googled syphilis symtoms, started crying & got up and left. My life suddenly seems better.
Nothing quite says America like barbecue and beer at 9 in the morning.
Security brought me back to our hotel room in a wheelchair last night. Vegas.
And if you ever tell anyone that I will fucking kill you.
I'm not being over dramatic, but I think my heart is going to stop beating.
I want him to be my next love. So I'm taking it slow
As in ill only blow him next week
It's official drugs can't kill me
Maybe STDs were invented to keep stupid people from having kids.
It was the easiest thing I've ever done. 3am she walked into my room, saw my Buffalo Bills blanket, said go bills and got naked.
Like a gentleman I waited until you were done vomming to start my Big Mac.
She's walking to the bar while holding a fifth of fireball, talking on the phone and puking like its nothing out of the ordinary
walk of shamed to graduation. ending college with a bang....
I'd kiss your neck and collarbone and then run my tongue up your neck to just behind your ear
And then lightly kick the curve inside your ear
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