I can't remember last night. I must have yelled at your girlfriend til she cried again.
Yup.
he believed the zit on my nose was a piercing...until he tried to bite it. needless to say he didnt ask for my number
Then all the boys were saying that they were amazed at how much i could smoke...i'm so proud of myself
And we started making out. She asked me to pick a number between 1 and 10. I said 6. She took me to her room. A few minutes later I wasnt a virgin. DUDE I WAS GOING TO SAY 2.
I just figured I'd let u know that you bought a yacht on ebay last night
We need to start having rules for the weekends. Like no more downing 3 shots because we want to slut dance a little harder or because biggie just came on.
I'm just not sure how to initiate the "do you want to have sex with my boyfriend and I" conversation
I somehow ended up with a bottle of red wine in one hand and white in the other and would drink them at the same time. Ruined
I didn't know what happened last night until the bruises in the shape of hands showed up on my boobs. Then it all made sense.
she's just been through a whole lot lately. When the crazy starts leaking out we give her vodka and lock her in the room with all the pillows.
so that's what that room is for...
So after my hot dog popped out of the bun and fell to the ground I tried to pick it back up and eat it. He had to kick it away from me to stop me from trying to pick it back up and eat it. I like him.
this makes me concerned. not enough to actually do anything about it, but yeah.
What happened last night and why am I partially covered in queso?
Tonight I researched being a phone sex operator and teaching English at a French school in Africa. I think my future lacks direction
Ugh im hungover from last night, and to top it all off, I think someone jacked my laptop.
umm ya, so we found it in the oven wrapped in a pillow case this morning
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