For real. Like, if I ever had to choose a last meal, I would just choose to get high and eat whatever was around.
everything was going good until you started showing off the pictures of poop you took with your phone
highlight of my day: just saw a crying girl get dropped off at home wearing only socks, booty shorts, and a dirty wifebeeter. I wonder what happened to the costume...
I just realized that two weekends in a row we ended up in a bathroom with two different boys asking us for a threesome. does this happen to everyone?
I'd rate him "doable" on a scale from "ew, run" to "you should've already fucked him".
That's about an "8" on normal scales.
Off topic, but is it sad that Matthew and I are calculating how much sex we need to have in order to work off a taco bell burrito?
I just found a piece of glass in my ear from Saturday.
can't blv i tried using a "backpack" as a unit of measurement...i drank a lot of beer last night
That was the apt with beer in the juice and the floor caving in. Don't go.
Looked like a bag of smashed assholes and smelt like a brewery - still got morning sex. Marriage rules sometimes!
Did you survive the Atlanta roadway snowpocalypse?
All the bars are closed. Might as well be dead.
I might go bald with this hair pulling thing every night.
We broke up. My life is now 7 inches less.
Thus began an intricate shell game of nude cardigan photos
Sorry I didn't have my phone all night. Did we hang last night?
You bit me
Oh lord I need to hear this story
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