Yeah i mean there's 3 guys fighting over me. It would just be bitchy of me not to get with at least 1.
it's like god just wants me to be high for five days in a row. keep the blizzards coming.
you came in and threw goldfish on our blue carpet and screamed SWIM BITCHES and then made me drink a best friends potion with you
so apparently I plead the 5th to every question they asked me when they put me under the conscious sedation to set my broken wrist
Nice. Don't spend your therapist's co-pay on Jaeger bombs.
My neighbors are outside blasting Hootie and the Blowfish while drunkenly hitting a stump with a hammer. I could get used to this.
You're the only true friend I have, if true friendship is based off who would be there for me at 4am during a boxed wine crisis.
I've literally never felt worse
My body feels like its decomposing
I don't understand or I understand perfect - if were not talking about fried chicken I'm not sure what's happening.
I told him his only options were from behind or me on top. I was not about to mess up my $80 blow out before graduation.
Just cried because I'm out of oreos. This post-molly depression can go fuck itself.
he sent me a green and gold dick pic and advised me I needed to come drive the snake from Ireland.
just wanted to eat pizza off his dick so he let me and he can never forget it
he's such a nice guy...he deserves a bigger dick.
While she was pissing on the neighbors shrubs, they threatened to call the cops...she mumbled 'don't threaten me with a good time", so to answer your question, yes she was drunk.
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