Apparently at one point I was wearing my sweatshirt backwards like it was normal and then I threw up into the hood. Never drinking again.
I just spent the last two hours on the phone with Emily trying to explain to her how to finger herself.
No, I'm not okay. Girls are wearing BUMPITS here.
she would be the type to have more hair on her twat than on her head
she has to be all "alternative"
what am i going to do when LOST is over? What am i going to get high to?
In hindsight, trust falling your grandma was a bad idea. Sorry about that.
Exactly. Because my vagina can't be consoled with words. It requires a thicker form of communication
spotted: something called the tunnel of opression. i feel like if we patricipated we wouldnt even be phased or we could run it better than them
Just saw a drunk bitch in the west village peeing on a car. You are not alone.
Now I'm obligated to stay and cuddle with her because the condom broke. Fuck.
You climbed on top of the bar, shotgunned a 25oz fosters and screamed, Steve Irwin was a God amongst men.
i wore just an American flag as my costume-huge success. 20 people pledged allegiance to my ass including a senior frat boy at the keg. God bless America.
Nothing will stop me from making the title of my paper "The Great Political Cock Block." Absolutely nothing.
Every time you mention the threesome around him I will high five you. Do what you will with this information.
It's like we're in an emotionally distant three-way and there's not even sex to show for it.
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