dude, that girl smelled worse than the great depression.
My roommate just did the walk of shame in last nights corset back to our room to find her dad there. THATS why i go to school out of state.
you spent the like half the night trying to figure out the puzzles on the back of the captn crunch box
I dinstinctly remember making out to "I believe I can fly" and waving my arms like a bird to the beat.
Apparently blazed enough to think that the sizzling meatballs in the pan were calling your name...Ssssteeeeeve
A very small part of me wants you to appreciate me for more than just my breasts. But the rest of me is breasts.
She was trying to fuck the exchange student from France. His English is really bad and the music was loud so she just pointed to a beer bottle and then her vagina.
I was passed out in a dog food bowl tor two hours. Just tapped my dinner beer. I love homecoming.
I think there's a website warning girls about me based on the 4 who approached me separately tonight and called me evil. Fuckyoudave.com?
this place is dumb. no one understands my Sunday morning alcoholism here.
I might as well just sew it shut at this point.
She's officially a Tinder poltergeist.
Right?? Give me some apple scented candles and I'm a fall wet dream
I just mixed tangerine juice with sauv blanc. on an unrelated note, my episide of intervention is slated to run in April.
Feel free to drag me back to reality at your convenience
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