had a guy just try to take his underwear off in the middle of the bar w o taking his pants off. That kind of Sunday afternoon
now you know why we've never bought a 12 pack of king cobras before.
his mom walked in, looked at me, sighed n nsaid 'when are u gonna learn' n walked out
His apology was sex and a subway sandwich. Strangely, I'm okay with that.
There is an empty space on my boobs where glow paint should be.
I asked you if you needed a ride and you kept saying "no, my name is katelyn"
He took a picture with a naked dude. I think he just walked out of that deep ginger closet.
took off my bra and popcorn fell out of it. im gonna puke at this wedding...
He's trying to marry me, when is the appropriate time to tell him my real name and that Dallas is a completely fictitious slutty alter ego? I need the advice of someone with morals.
I actually want to work out for some reason... I think it's my brains way of telling me it doesn't like living in a fat body.
Tell them to carpool to pride, have a 3way, and if one says 'no thanks' just tell em it's not gay if it happened in a 3way!
Yep if he's taking selfies he's probably on drugs again.
No worries I have vodka. Its always on time
So now I can cross "have my ass be someone's phone background" off the bucket list. You know, if it was something I actually had wanted to happen.
You had a good week dude, you bought a motorcycle and a beer bong with ur parents money, missed 2 classes, and ran from security twice, good first 2 days to college
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