your address is 607B right?
yeah why?
i need to tell the guy bringing over the flaming bag of dog shit where to put it
he farted when he came. not the best ending to my day.
Oh. They ARE dating. Kinda sad. Have such an urge to be a huge bitch and steal him but my morality is in the way. FUCK YOU MORALITY.
Is it bad that we're talking like nothing happened?
Ah. Blossoming love after wild blackout drunk sex.
This is so pathetic it makes me miss snorting lines alone in my room listening to 'one more drink'.
Spending my graduation money on an abortion. Welcome to the real world.
I really wish I had added "blowjob on a slide at a playground" to my bucket list before last night.
It must be illegal for me to be this drunk in front of this many children
I want to break up with him.....but he has a george forman grill...like I need that
Just warning you the last time I had captain Morgan I gave a blow job to a guy that looked like Jesus.
Two drag queens are fighting over me. And yet the night is still getting weirder
there's an entire drinking game devoted to nobody liking her face
my whole checking account just had a funeral down bourban street, paid for that, and then bought everyone 5 shots of fireball...
For a second I thought he was going to give me an intervention
You can't give interventions in a bar!
Also this morning I remembered seeing the stripper he threw up on later in the night. She was clothed though.
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