I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
six shots in, he is hammered and doing stretches before each shot
Remember the time we were in the hospital and I wanted to steel the arm restraints and use them as sex toys?? Oh college memories....
I'm playing a little game called "how many shots of jack can I take before I become a shit show tonight". All front row seats are sold out.
if you ever get a chance to, fuck in a lecture hall. great acoustics. highly recommend it.
It's hard to take you serious when you're crying your eyes out wearing an adult sized onesie.
Curled up in the fetal position, trying not to throw up or think about my future, and humming songs from musicals to myself. You?
How am I feeling this morning? Well, besides the fact that my vagina looks like a pair of giraffe's lips and I'm walking like an over-confident cowgirl, I'm fantastic. Thanks for your concern.
I feel like on the last day of finals we should run around campus dressed like Moses screaming "LET MY PEOPLE GO!!!!"
I'll start the recruiting
Yes, if by 'finishing my business' you mean vomiting in her bathtub and losing my watch.
It wouldn't be New Years Eve if we knew where we would be at midnight
I just love that a strip club has taco Tuesday.
I chatted up the pastor's son on Grindr during the service. Still ridiculing my decision to go to church this morning?
You haven't lived until you have fucked while Fantasia is on
I just had to explain my bite marks to my allergy doctor when she gave me my shots...You're the best <3
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