Jul
26
Why is there…
like eight mexicans on my couch talking much drunk foolery? Where the hell are Alli and Sophinie? Why am I even home? I think I need more food. I can’t remember what i’m going to do tomorrow, but it will probably be something amazing. Why am I just making random questions and statements? There’s a girl walking around my house with a bad spray tan. George is super trashed. I think he’s hiding in his room and all his peeps are looking for him. I wish I had VIP bottle service right now so I wouldn’t have to go to the fridge. Jesus.
