Woke up this morning at my parent's house. No idea how I got here... what happened last night? Was it bad?
We using my standards or yours?
before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
I'm afraid that if I tell my sister I think Zachary Quinto is gay I'll have to put her on suicide watch for the next week or so
remind me not buy ky at kmart ever again. Had to get a manager to open the locked case. then he stood there and watched me look through the selection
I hate that ur telling me this.
fyi, take the long route to the library. the "can i be your baby daddy?" homeless man migrated back for winter
sorry about calling you the devil all night.
It's 8 am and he's already trying to get me to make out with a girl.
Oh and jess is gonna pee in our guest bedroom to mark her territory.
His pick up line was "your one sexy pumpkin, I'd love to carve." Why would you let me go home with him?
Apparently I used ziplock bags to smuggle my drink out with. By pouring it in one, then cut the corner like it was an icing bag later that night. What is wrong with me?
I just threw up on the floor. And we're gonna fuck on the beer pong table, so keep everyone upstairs.
He wanted to bang in the work van while we were on shift together. He convinced me with "It's like the Scooby Doo van but looks nothing like the Scooby Doo van."
its the kind of night you break several limbs and say you were lucky
I know. His dick was small at the top and got bigger at the bottom, like a fucking curling wand.
Look don't ask questions just know that one thing led to another and I have a shot glass stuck in my ass. I need your help!!!
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