Dub. In the bra. Dub in the bra.
I dont need to watch it. And stop comparing your life to Entourage.
on the way to work, i saw an empty wine bottle sitting in the middle of an intersection. i thought of you.
i can respect that.
My vagina has officially become a vortex for sexually confused frat guys.
There is literally a guy in my class with a gallon of water and a trophy.
I'm wearing a shirt that says "birthday girls #1 homo" ...what has my life come to?
I think we should get high on adderall and nair each other again for New years.
Lol. Awesome. Seriously though, I need you focused next year. We're gone have a lot of drinking and stupid nonsense to do, and I don't want dumb shit like responsibility to get in my fucking way.
That's what my new years consisted of. Consoling heartbroken girls and having people throw up in my hands.
I threw up for like 20 hours. Im gonna be the DD for the next 5 years.
He is always putting motivational shit on FB. So its like i know hes sad lonely and looking at internet porn. Break up winning
fuck sobriety. I want to wake up tomorrow in a park or some shit.
Theres a woman here with grey hair that im pretty sure i would have sex with
hey. this is your former cousin. you boned my best friend last night.
I either have food poisoning or I'm pregnant. Either way, I NEED JESUS!
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