the reason why you were crawling on your hands and knees from room to room last night was because you thought the ceiling fans were chasing you...
that makes sense.
don't get me wrong, i love how you're fun and free spirited. but there are some situations...like shooting down a bottle of sambuca standing in the shallow end topless surrounded by my friends
I feel like someone was just looking at my memory and took out an eraser and was like "nope he doesnt need that"
we're almost there. Shes pounding on the car window telling the nurse whos on a smoke break to fuck off.
Then I realized I was alone sitting on the bathroom floor brushing my teeth at 2am laughing to myself.
I could study for finals and ace all my tests but wheres the fun in that? id rather black out and hope for the best
I should just black out in my front yard again- that was a great nights sleep.
Grandma can hear your bong from the living room, please be more quiet. Love mom.
she's fucked both of my roommates but not me. i feel like I'm not part of the group anymore
I did cocaine off my boobs last night. Then I wrote two essays and went on a run. Go me
Honestly, this is a first for me. I've always prided myself on my ability to pretend to get along with others.
fuck emotions I should've gotten more cats
He has great stamina, he knows how to use his tongue, and he's hung like a goddamn Pegasus. I can overlook the man bun.
I was very impressed with his ability to carry on a conversation with his friends sitting in the front seat with his hand in my pants, getting a hand job, stoned, with a cigarette in his mouth. I think he's a keeper.
mother daughter bonding time. she's helping me make jello shots.
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