Yes, it's true. 4 fingers.
We shared that special kind of eye contact that can only be experienced when you know one party is saying "Oh god, I fucked him in the back seat when you were in the front, didn't I."
at roughly 3:30am you called me saying you were gonna start a big game of strip twister in politics class and i was your partner.
I wasn't hungover this morning. My head just hurt because someone tried to suction cup a dildo to my forehead.
Wedding cake is always the best dance partner. In the corner. With a jack and coke. And while I'm crying. Listening to "Almost Paradise".
dude, apparently i tried to force feed my grandma bananas last night.
Shit stained towel. The very symbol of how much closer we are as friends. Fall 011... beautiful disaster
Totally shot down my boss for sex today. Approaching this weekend with a clear conscience and an untouched vagina.
No. Every time we go there, you end up getting high, then lost, then going home with strangers.
Don't be offended, the only thing I'm attracted to right now is snack cakes and chicken wings.
I'm out of breath and my thighs burn but at least it's over.
Stories. There's stories.
MEGHAN YOU'VE BEEN THERE FOR 20 MINUTES
he was like tryna hang and chat and I was like dude there's an iguana in this room
i just watched a 27 minute video about owls...that high.
I am that special "drink water and be grateful I'm alive" kind of hungover
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