I just want to get to the point in our relationship where I can get on top of her and fart and we can both laugh...not just me.
Best walk of shame ever. Not only did I not remember his name or the fact that we fucked, they all watched as I tried to get into 3 cars that werent mine
Oh and I threw up on myself...
Found my smoke alarm in a ziploc in my toilet...again
i'm having flashbacks of crying and telling you i was made out of egg salad.
i tried to climb in the window in the limo because i wanted the driver to take me to get noodles. ive reached a new level of fat kid
I have officially had sex in every room on my floor. Don't say I'm not an amazing RA.
Hes stumbling drunkenly around the streets of New York with a balloon vagina on his head. I'd say hes having a good night.
I sold weed for gas money to get home. I thought that's what college was for.
he has decreed that i can sleep with anyone who has the same name as him. line up all the toms
It's amazing how not interested in talking to him I am since I've decided that he probably has chlamydia.
You threw my heel at her from across the street... And hit her in the back of the head so hard she face planted into the street. I need more friends like you.
This is the first time I'm hearing this information.
He started french braiding my hair while I was blowing him. The question is not why, but how.
I really need to get to the point where I can poop at his house. I’ve taken three shits on the way home already.
I deleted your number after I found out you gave my brother head for drugs.
I am not a whore. I just wanted casual drinking, monogamous sex and occasional McDonald's runs.
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