I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
He just washed his hands with scrubbing bubbles yelling "They work hard so I don't have to!"
oh yeah I know that guy. he's legit. slept in my closet a few times
I tried doing a handstand in the middle of the bar and I ended up kicking this old guy in the face and broke his glasses. Thats how I got kicked out
I really hope our interview with channel 6 last night doesn't air or else my parents are gona get a first hand look at my alcohol problem
New handbag passed the ultimate test. The walk of shame. I had a bra, tights, skirt, shirt & sweater in it and you couldn't tell. yessss.
He's trying to row the canoe up my front yard like he is Lewis and Clark.
I will not ride trays down a flight of stairs topless and drunk....
I will not hesitate to go down on a dick for some cream soda.
They called it unicorn pee, and i thought that was interesting so i drank it. Please don't let me drink strangers booze again.
Omg just had weirdest best cab advice situation ever. I kissed the cabbies hand as I was leaving like he was the pope and cried
I don't remember anything but bad decisions last night
I'm not talking about Donald Trump in the midst of sending you nudes
Blow Jobs and the Patriots Playing I think I’m going to marry her
I woke up in the middle of the night on all fours turning circles in my bed! No more patron for me!
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