Star party, just for you!

A decidedly sold rubric for alcohol consumption. A hat tip to you, friend!

My doppelganger story is ridiculously spooky- and a little off base, maybe... indulge me!

...Dori?

Damn... #hotelfacebook is on point. You. Are. Slaying. It.

Not without my prior consent!

What fraternity is this shirt from?

Well that’s going to make for an awkward time when they next hang out.

“Sorry sir, we’re gonna have to cite you for procreating with a moron..."

Calling shenanigans, for serious.

Damnit. Now I want to get married again.

Pffft, right? I'm so over that hipster ass castle rock.

I mean, she obviously was having a blast there, for a spell. But, then, you know- with her disillusionment and weird relationships with her former cast members- just seems like an awful lot of mental fuckery, and quite honestly, I expected a much uglier story. To see everyone else have continued success, and just be…

Damn, that raisin loaf tho...

I followed up with Jodie Sweedin's autobiography. That poor girl...

I recommend Mackenzie Phillips memoir. That shit is level...

Also, milk contains pus. Like actual pus. Pus. Source: my past vegan life. Still won't drink milk, and don't even like cooking with it. Will use almond as much as possible. This is due largely to the disgusting fact that MILK contains PUS.

It was pretty morose.

...face eater, facehugger, i can't stop laughing because i am a child.