What a fucking waste of an outfit
I told my rommate that he was pissing on his bed. He said "ok man" and took a step backwards and continued. He then went back to bed.
We were in the backseat and he was giggling uncontrolably. It felt like I was giving head to a 10 year old girl.
I mean we're not committed. He's my first choice, sort of like miller lite. When I'm at the bar I'm going to order one, but if they don't maybe I'll go for a bud or blue moon. I'm certainly not going to stop drinking
i don't remember but I assumed it was bad when I woke up with directions from his house to mine already pulled up on my phone
i can't tell if you're serious or not, but 420 is gonna be pirate themed
I am literally hand feeding my crying ex boyfriend taco bell. What has my life become?
seeing two hook-ups in tagged in the same picture will send chills down anyone's spine.
It's fine...I've done worse things to better people.
i vomited out of my nose in three different houses so far, i will be back for my boots tomorrow
you said "this ones for the homies" and proceeded to pour the shot into your other cup instead of the ground b/c "good liquor is not meant to wasted no matter the circumstances"
The fact that he quoted freebird as his breakup speech was a little more classy than expected
I just compared my relationship to that double ended dong scene from Requiem. This day just took a turn.
i told you i was taking the Metra Train, and you asked what type of drug that was.. so yes i believe you when you say you were fucked up
You told me you could hear my heartbeat through my penis but your methods were unethical.
Sixty five beats a minute. I stand by that.
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