the night i cant remember will be the night i always remember thanks to my "i
know what turns me on? long, stringy hair on a pasty looking girl with an overstuffed backpack and kneepads over her jeans in case she falls off her scooter
your less of a man for seeing that
there were at least 5 of us standing around the bathroom stall cheering you on to throw up.
I think she must be bulimic. I mean, every time I see her I know i want to throw up.
Well the good news is my "i'm an adult" dinner party went well, they all brought wine and complimented my cooking abilities. the bad news is i woke up with the leftovers in my bed/on my face
On a separate but also a very relevant note, can we practice drinking wine like real people?
Your stories are the best. I feel like you're a spy among the heteros. It's not fair.
It's been two dates and she just invited me to her aunts funeral. I can't even. Who the fuck does that? I need to drink I'm coming to get you in 5
We had an in depth conversion about the best way to take a dick pic. Both with and without mirrors.
He got hotter. I'm offended on behalf of the rest of our graduating year.
Phil and I agree that the level of sand in your vagina rivals that of many of the earth's largest deserts
May the power of my ass compel you!!
fuck emotions I should've gotten more cats
Oh I fucked him, definitely. We played Strip Halo.
I puked in the back of my mom's new car because I had too much to drink at Chilis. I think I just hit rock bottom.
She wouldn't fuck me because I had a cast, so I took her friend home
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