I am good. I dancing. Drinking but dancing fine.
i really wish i had a remote for my computer. its all the way on my bed while im across the hall puking my brains out to enya. not cool.
you took my bottle from me saying i was unprepared for its magical qualities. then you buckled it in the backseat.
Sat down on an escalator. That hungover.
We spent a good 10 minutes in the morning looking for my clothes. I ended up taking the bus home in my 6inch heels and his baggy t-shirt. The bus was filled with kids... one of them whistled at me.
I know. I feel like I should be doing mature responsible adult things though. Like getting loans, working 60 hours every week and not eating burritos in bed, ya know?
Quick how do you hit on a guy in the car behind you? It's important.
That is cause you are some weird type of mutant that lives off of Alcohol.
I was in a penguin suit. Dick out. I am confident in the value of my pic.
How the hell could he be confused. He had a naked girl running to him. I feel like he would enjoy that.
So when did "Are you okay?" translate into "Don't tell me you got fucked by another rando after another rager"?
I'm still here... I feel so bad wearing your mom's cardigan at a strip club 🙈
I'm trying to secure Christmas dick. Idgaf if he has strep or not.
Yeah, let's go with that. Fuck that weak moment of complete honesty I just had.
Guy just rode past on a lowrider bike smoking a blunt, I want his life
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