We're upstairs smoking....the password is pineapple
It's sad really how 5 am brings with it a distinction from drunken to pathetic.
Its that time of week again, Bad life decision wednesday
how the hell did this chicken wing end up in my cast?!
Birthday Treasure Hunt was to follow the clues. At each spot there was a stick on tattoo and a shot and at the end there was 2 cases of beer. I have 13 tattoos and don't remember turning 18.
At some point I'd like to figure out how the weird kid from sociology ended up on my couch naked hugging what appears to be some sort of clothing....seriously it's creeping me out
my vagina can't take this anxiety. there is no way he is 19 and this smooth. he's lying about his age or he's a goddamn sexual prodigy
We ate our feelings. Then drank our feelings. I feel feminism delivered.
Braid them armpits, sister.
usual friday morning routine. the pants i wore last night are in my passenger seat and im rooting through the pockets trying to make exact change at the dunkin donuts drive thru
It's not that I'm in love with her, so much as I would love to be her lesbian experience.
I woke up naked on his boat with a cowboy hat on with a boat cover over me... Thank you tequila!
I just stole some rubbers from the girl I stayed with last night so I can use them on a different girl today..
He fucking took my shirt off and didn't even touch my boobs. What the actual fuck.
Yeah but who says we can't be shitfaced and tan at the same time?
he’s basically the devil with a fuck boy hair cut and chlamydia
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