better yet, through the bookshelves. like an intellectual glory hole
you have to be so drunk to ignore a taser
He came on my chin and called me cumbledore. i give up.
had my ear almost bitten off in foreplay. the sex gods do not like me.
i had them turn on teen mom at the bar so i wouldnt be tempted to go home and make babies with the guy next to me
So, I was thinking... Since this restraining order doesn't go into affect until monday, that leaves us 5 days to wreck his world.
The good thing about having holes in your nose from all the drugs you do is that you can't smell nasty things. Like puke.
I feel like it'll be a success as long as she doesn't end up dead in a ditch. There has to be a line somewhere.
You asked the bartender if she was trying to get you drunk. She cut you off after that.
You're dick is like the main character. It needs its own picture.
Woke up to I'm AWESOME written in purple crayon all over my walls. I love drunk me
Just googled myself and a bunch of boob shots of me came up. Apparently my phone automatically uploaded them to my google plus.
Please google me ASAP and ensure I corrected this...
so i realized that he's only my physical relationship and beer is my emotional relationship...
Why are we so out going and care free I can't wait for maturity to kick in so we stop having 700 dollar bar tabs
I just revenge puked in his shoes. This is gonna be a fun night :)
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