if you like me you must not know who I am
You broke a cabinet. You were climbing up it and it collapsed on you. Lines were crossed.
You told them that the brownies were safe, and then pointed to a passed out Ryan and said "see?"
the question is "speedos?" and the answer is "yes".
Also, ran into my neighbor across the street. He told me about scheduling his vasectomy. We are officially way beyond the acceptable point for asking his name again.
I think i just fucked the same guy a second time without realizing it....does that make me a good whore or a bad whore???
What goes on in that head of yours?
Gay sex, for the most part. Why?
I'm not asking you to commit. I'm politely asking your penis to be my friend.
Even with having the shower running and music on everyone could hear the alcohol gods making me sacrifice my dignity and meals from the past week.
Apparently that big girl from last night tried to take me upstairs when I was blacked out and all I did was grab Qs arm and whisper 'don't let her take me'
So much rum. So many feels.
Look, sometimes you have to snapchat a topless photo of yourself in the middle of class just to prove you can. I can and I did. End of argument.
Getting drunk at 9 am is not a super power.
I am serious when I say I think I broke a rib having sex with Kyle. It might be puncturing my lung. No lie. I might die today.
*6am blends another margarita* *615am blends straight tequila*
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