Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
Puked on a Tom Jones impersonator on the strip
I make my boyfriend pay for half of my birth control. We call it his monthly rent.
just found preset five on the shower head...pretty sure my pussy just had a panic attack
If I knew losing weight would mean this many fucking creepers I would've just stayed fat.
yeah that always happens. i'm like the where's waldo of parties. i never even know where the fuck i'm at.
I really need to find better places to throw up. I would like to be able to use the bathroom sink the next morning for brushing my teeth
I'm laying outside on my patio attempting to get sun with a puke bucket next to me... This is dedication to the tan my friend
someone made her a trophy at 4 in the morning and presented it to her in the bathtub
if you really don't think our country's going to shit think of this. Exactly one year from now I will either be in law school or teaching young, impressionable kids, maybe even yours. Try to sleep after that.
I puked walking onto the plane. How do you think my post-Birthday hangover went?
I haven't even sucked a boob is 6 weeks I hate not college
Alvin just won tickets on the radio. I guess he's out of jail.
The lady that was sitting beside me thought the best way to cheer herself up was to pet and ruffle my hair while crying and telling me her problems...
feeding cats lunchmeat on my kitchen floor. come pour me another shot.
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