it's not the walk of shame if you do it in cowboy boots.
I must say, I don't like the act of throwing up, but the feeling after is quite delightful
Too tired to do the dishes so I made mac and cheese in a teapot. There's still some left if you want some...
there really is only one way to give a PowerPoint presentation in your senior capstone class: still drunk.
i feel like words won't express my appreciation properly so at some point i'm just going to bring you pizza then go down on you for an hour. fair?
i think i was tempted to text while we were making out. like i remember holding my phone up behind his head and just staring at it.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. This is a hurriCAN.
we've coined the Sunday morning ritual of taking out our puke-filled trash cans as The Trash Of Shame
Are you high right now?
is that a question or a drake reference?
Lets get real here, ive seen your moms breasts multiple times
I'm going to smoke the pathetic stems and miscellaneous particles that weren't good enough for all my other bowls because its all I have left. This is my bag's Rudy moment.
I love when groups of boys part so I can walk through. It's like a red sea of penises, and I am their Moses.
Do you know anyone else that comes home with unexplainable injuries as many nights a week as we do?
I mean, I already saw his dick in person and wasn't impressed so why is he sending me a picture of it, anyway? I hate re-runs!
Pretty sure I got at least one girl to question her sexuality at the Christmas party last night
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