My mom foundout about my dui nd just called me to come home. I just took acid like 30 min ago. Wht should i do?
and in the morning, while we were eating breakfast, she was all " i think someone sneezed into my shirt..." she'll never know.
four guys that i have slept with have come into my job today. FOUR. i feel like it's like bring your sex partners to work day.
The only good thing about this is that the pharmacy guy will stop trying to add me on Facebook.
I guess I'm in a committed relationship. We just had shot 1 of 3 of Gardasil. I'm now dead inside.
Of course I lose my iPhone but still manage to hold on to the ruler for my dirty teacher costume
I find it worrying that she bit me in bed. Then proceeded to write her name in bite marks. All without ever losing the rhythm of our fucking.
It's all fun and games until you throw up hot cheetos in your drawer.
Either I'm too drunk or she gave me a hand job to the rhythm of jingle bells.
But I aced my quizzes. Apparently flash card beer pong is an acceptable form of studying.
Waking up at a teachers house is a very confusing thing
is there a way to say "yea i broke my wrist cause i fell down some stairs while tripping my face off on acid" without actually saying it?
Don't worry I sent a creepy stalker message to a guy I slept with 6 years ago, Sunday Funday rock bottom
Where are you? Where am I? Why am I so red?
He gave us beer and shots and made us pizza in his brick oven before firing a handgun into the air to signal it was time to give us a ride in his inflatable raft to the bars.
He's like a mythological figure
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