Im in the beachers at wrigley listening to four lesbians debate the pros and cons of 2girls1cup. Success.
I hope God doesn't listen to everybody on a Saturday night.
How did people poop without Blackberrys?
Motorola Razers?
Stone age, man.
Either seal the deal or get out of the room, I don't want to hide in this closet anymore
The liquor store manager told us to drink responsible as we checked out and we laughed to his face. Like we're buying karkov at noon, responsibility is out of the question
he just asked if we wanted to go to an arts and crats club with him tomorrow. every day it becomes harder for me to defend his sexuality
it's only monday and im already failing all my classes. i give up. tequila tuesday is my only friend.
I dunno if you guys are having weird sex or a most accurate bird sound contest but either way stop doin it
I just literally had a dance party in my closet. I've never been this blazed.
So is that the only criterion for shenanigans now? Don't die?
Jessica just ate her lipstick. That's how the night is going
I can't even spell what he said he was on. And I had to call 4 people before someone had heard of it.
At least you got some excitement going on, you got weed and might die tonight, I'm just sitting here bored as fuck.
Just found out the last guy I hooked up with is being held in a federal prison under suspicion of stealing 175k.
i looked at my texts in the morning and saw that i had a full conversation with myself via text thinking it was someone else. i rejected myself
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