i have nine cents in my fucking bank account... not even a dime
You litterally reached into some girls shirt, pulled out her tit and yelled whats up with this guy.
downstairs . braiding the drunk passed out girls hair, she will thank us In the morning
She wants to have naked weekends
They call that free range vagina in France
I was lying there too hungover to move when my dog jumped onto my bed and set half a calzone on my pillow. Best. Dog. Ever.
I think 2012 will be the year I purposely put myself in awkward situations. Much like 2011 but really trying this time. Like fucking the little sister of a girl I already fucked and dating a chick that lives with her ex. It could be awesome or horrible.
I told him he deserved someone better...then I told him he looked very fuck-able wearing nothing but sweat pants. We'll break up in the morning.
Then me, her, and her mom snorted tequila. The bartender was in shock.
He might not have any marketable talents, but the kid dry humps like no other.
I just offered a cat a "drinky drinky" I'd say my night has started
There is a high possibility I will pass out with my hand in a bag of Doritos
I may or may not be setting up an encounter with a foot fetishist just because I'm curious.
Hey, I'm 22. I'm allowed to have a sex life and you're going to hear about it.
You'll never fully grasp an awkward walk of shame until you run into his mom while you're trying to sneak out. Then to make matters worse you have to ask her to mover car because it's blocking you in.
and I lost my effing shirt.
Apparently when you start crushing adderall and blending them into your margaritas calling them blenderalls you have "a problem" WTF
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