Changed my sheets. Found a can of rockstar, crushed bag of tostitos, used tissues, and enough of both of our clothes to make a whole outfit.
I drew a venn diagram at the top of my final comparing stuff i know and stuff on the test.
i have one question about last night
if this is about your fridge being filled with hotdogs, sour cream, and PB&J open-faced sandwiches, i can explain
I like my landing strip. Makes me feel sophisticated.
What you did last night can never be called sophisticated. I don't care how you trim your pubes.
I'm mumbling to people and trying not to accidentally shit my pants
He turned me into a screamer. Guess I'm really not a lesbian.
Surveying the reception hall and I'm fearing the worst possible thing that could ever happen...this might be a dry wedding.
.,.,you might have to leave
this night just went from meh to biblical thanks to drunk naked yahtzee
His crazy is a thing to be cherished
Pro tip: if you can avoid puking on your carpet, do so. Cleaning it up is absolutely no fun at all.
You spent the whole night conversing with your zombie poster, so I'd say you were pretty far gone.
I'm not saying I love you. I never said I love you. I said that if earth blew up like Krypton you'd be the only person I would like to have inside me when our bodies burn up in a fiery inferno
I literally just want someone to fuck me and buy me cheeseburgers. I don't even want a relationship at this point. Just a chew toy and some food.
Last night was great... In the "I got videotaped making out and getting a handjob on the couch in front of 100 people." kinda way.
how do you know everyone's mad at you?
I just woke up feeling shameful
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