no, its his 'welcome back from rehab' party.
I FOUND THE PROF I'M GOING TO FUCKKKK.
well, 500 bucks doesn't grown on trees, and i need that bear suit for any chance of vagina access.
no, i'm currently making the trek across campus to get all my stuff from last night. My ID is in one guys bed, and my camera in another guy's bed.
You sprayed lysol all over me. You said that my soberness was infecting your night.
I woke up naked wrapped in my roommate's towel with one leg shaved and money thrown all over the room. Happy 21st birthday.
the only good thing about going home with him was that he was prettier than me.
Let us bow our heads and pray that I don't throw up in the tub
Should I have spent my entire pay check on Crown Royal and LSD? No. Do I regret it? Also, no.
Im so glad I make morally wrong decisions. It's like the best worst thing I've ever done.
Blowing lines in the bathroom and trying to get into the mindset of someone who wants to be at work for 12 hours
I told the cops they couldn't arrest me until they found my shoe. Now I have the grant county cops looking for my heels by the rail road tracks.
the last thing i heard from her was "i wanna get fucked by a stranger" and i haven't seen her since
I just fanned myself with my wet toothbrush to dry my mascara. Wtf
when I finally sobered up enough to get out of bed this morning I went to talk to mom and forgot that I had TITS written in big letters on both my hands. I love drinking games.
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