2:23 am: come sit on my lap i have a stick that'll keep you in place
It's not called being bisexual its called making out with anyone that has a mouth
There are beer cans & oyster shells along the side of the road. I belong here
we fucked the fort apart but we'll rebuild it after we get some drinks.
I hit on her. So did Sarah. Neither of us got anywhere. I swear she's asexual. Like Switzerland.
He's single. I'm single. We should rekindle our eighth grade romance over a box of wine and carefree sex.
Dude when we asked him where he lived all he could tell us was "by the slurpees." That fucked up.
We were Chugging coronas for the soul purpose of launching limes out of the 3rd story window, I'd say it was a good weekend
Shirtless guy staggering down the sidewalk, puking into a Prada shopping bag. Ahhh, the walk of shame in Boystown.
i really need to shower, but i don't want to take off my bra and lose my cleavage. the struggle
A 5 day bender that ended with refusing to pay my bar tab before I left the city. I offered to send them a selfie so they knew to never let me back in.
Stop calling him just to say, "my vagina misses you."
I should have known when she said it would be "fun" we'd end up in the hospital
Howd it go?
Well we had the "no we're not fucking on the porch" conversation but then we totally fucked on the porch. So I'd say alright.
we were waffle house and a lady told me her imaginary friend was sitting in the chair next to her. i don't feel so trashy now.
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