I just did the scooter of shame. New levels of embarrassment have now opened.
no i did not stop my best friend from eating out my sister...bros before hoes
if my spotter knew I was listening to the Wicked soundtrack on my iPod, I wouldn't even be mad if he dropped the barbell on my throat
I should do something nice for her. Like sign her up for "What Not To Wear."
The story about him having a girlfriend changed real fast when he found out that I was a gymnast
Someone just took a shot from my crotch. I should not have to drive home
You started laughing mid-cry and when I asked you said, "my tears taste like vodka."
hey, this is the ginger girl from the party...i've thought about it and I wanna join the american girl drinking team
I was tackling you out of excitement
Yeah thank goodness the stripper pole was there to break my fall.
i'm not even sure i have knees anymore. that awesome.
I did sing regulators with a random black dude at The Rail without looking at the screen, hugged him and walked off stage. I pretty much live up to all expectations.
brushed my teeth nine times since getting home, still afraid there are pubes hiding in between my molars. fucking gummy bears
I put on pants and a bra for you and you never showed up. There is no forgiveness for that.
I got in an argument over whether or not I'm a slut. I argued yes.
Do you know this guy sitting in front of us? Asking for my vagina.
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