I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
life just isnt the same w/o real world cancun
doing washington apple shots with my mom. sunday afternoons suddenly got so much better.
We're friends. And when I drunkenly send u a pic of my left testicle i would appreciate a response.
Just had a random flashback of you tickling some guy's nipple with your claw ring, and then him moaning and stripping in the middle of the bar. You give good memories.
sometimes after I smoke and the high has gone away...the high will come back like three hours later for a brief yet gripping ride.
that's usually when I end up in someone's house, having sex with someone else, while that someone's roommate makes us mozzarella sticks.
styled my pubes into a mustache as a surprise. Thought you should know
You were buying shots for everyone, saying, "I got a tax refund. I'm a MILLIONAIRE."
Because I can't get laid, I'm day-drinking and hunting squirrels in the backyard. You can take the girl out of Montana...
Something about Sunday night screams phone sex
it's not like I want to die, I just want life to stop for a little bit. how does that work?
Our prom king just sent me a dick pic. I know it's 10 years later but I feel like I've finally made it.
All boys are excommunicated from my vagina until further notice.
I like to make sure they know it's casual by giving then a high five after sex
I think I just sharted jello shots
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