I'm literally partying with O.J. Simpson's son right now. I don't know what to make of this.
I chased a girl up a staircase screaming because she had a cardboard cut out of James Dean which, at the time, I believed to my friend being held against his will
And by "schedule" I meant crumbled up liquor store receipt, that I wrote shit on.
I crawled out his bedroom window, forgetting he lives in a split level and there is a 10 foot drop back there. I had to text him to come help me I twisted my ankle.
You have to start asking people if they're gay before you kiss them..
Just had ice cream and a blow job come together in one glorious, defining moment.
He just pulled out my weave during sex....needless to say I'm embarrassed and in need of another shot pronto
Blood everywhere...karaoke was nice
It's acceptable to bring him back to my parents house and fuck on the couch right??
How weird would it be for me to get 1 hour photos printed at CVS of my partially or all nude?
I CLEANED MY BATHROOM FOR YOU!! betrayal
You literally asked him, “Do you come here often? Do you want to visit my vagina?” With no hesitation
I ordered from the drive thru as i was peeing on the menu
Just found a pair of vomit-soaked socks in my purse, three days after the party... Now I know why my wallet was wet.
I need a significant other who'll eat Skittles from my boobs
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