i'm sick of taking my pants off and seeing a look of disappointment on the girls face. i want her to be frigthened
I just left the house and 2 chicks are in the kitchen making breakfast. Might want to get up.
I'm up, no shirt, and staring at a breakfast casserole. Who are these girls?
i asked him how he could stand the smell of skunk. his answer was "it smells like good weed"...
im pretty sure one of the guys i was dancing with at graffiti wrote on my back "you rock". now feel like a danced with a 5 year old.
can your parents tell?
i just had a cookie in one hand and a phone in the other and tried to eat my phone...they know
Shot gunning beers for breakfast. You better be ready for today.
Im sleeping in your bed. Sorry for the sand and the noise and the loud people. Im starving
Your blankets are not drunk friendly
Wearing the flip cup varsity team sweatshirt was the best descision of my life.
I could probably do something when Im able to get enough strength to think about thinking about to stand.
I should know better than to trust a man I've seen cry on multiple occasions to give me accurate sports information.
But the guy you're fucking should not be within ten pounds of your weight when you're five fucking feet tall and he's 6'2". That's all I'm saying.
People have been asking me if I'm going to the reunion lately. It occurs to me that everyone wants me there to feel that much better about themselves.
side note: on a scale of 1-10, how bad an idea is it to hook up with 9 cats guy?
PS: bike ride of shame at 7am includes riding by kids waiting for the school bus #classy
Roommate charged out of his room in pajamas yelling "MAKE IT RAIN" and just threw $4,000 in fifties onto my head. My Friday night.
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