I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
you had a panic attack, pissed yourself, and started crying. you never go above the kiddie level of my lil bros schools haunted house ever again.
round 2?
EVER.
I have discovered something important. The trick to making food taste better is not always 'more hot sauce'.
are you excited because you wanna see me or because you wanna get laid?
bc i get to see you. naked.
it was the drunk execution of a sober decision, and its much more tasteful than the first mullet
I feel like today should be a " im going to have sex with you cause its raining and theres nothing else to do" kinda day
Finally considering to keep my landing strip before I have sex.. I feel like It makes me look mature.
Fuck morning classes and our weekday drinking habits.
It's Friday afternoon and I'm drunk. This is how I cope.
Roommate just came in drunk and tweaked out because my tv has a DVD player built in. Waaaaaayyyy too sober for that conversation.
All i really remember is meeting this guy dressed as jesus and i kept taking his wine and saying "the body of christ!"
I also woke up in my friends room to 3 girls and a naked boy on the floor but thats besides the point
A surplus of mistakes were made and I don't know what 89% of them were.
Sent him a nude and I forgot to crop out the Jesus picture in the background. The Catholic guilt is too real.
*6am blends another margarita* *615am blends straight tequila*
She gave me a job then fed me cheesecake in bed. She's a keeper!
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