Let's just be mature adults about last night and never speak of it again.
as if moving home wasnt embarassing enough, mom picked up my laundry while i was gone. guess who needs to find a new hiding spot for his cum towel..this guy.
I hate the Packers so much, I wouldn't cheer for them if they were playing al Qaeda.
there were at least 5 of us standing around the bathroom stall cheering you on to throw up.
You insisted on take shots off of plates.
I'm pretty sure they changed the plants at the grocery store because of us
And if I hated you I'd probably say things like, "I never want to speak to you again," or, "Eat a bag of dicks." That's how you'd know.
This is why I can't have Wednesdays.... Or adult decisions.
Just got a Lifeproof case for Christmas so hold on and tell me how my shower nudes look
Now go get drunk with your fam and get back into ur christmas groove. No time for gonnorhea
I buy a new bowl every time I get a new guy. It's retail therapy.
Emily saved me from being trapped on my roof and then I beat her in a race at 5am it was a low key night
color coded lube a great way to organize my bootie calls
As in, legitimately worried. You just sent me a 6 message long text that did not contain any complete words.
You showed up at 4 am holding a beer and wearing a wig you apparently found in the dumpster.
That explains some things...
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