So he says "lean over this" which is a chain across the doorway, held into the wall with bolts. I do. Then he puts his weight on top of me to try and get it in.
It breaks. We fall.
I now have a broken nose, a concussion, and an infected, split lip. Why do I have the worst luck in guys?
College reaches a new low. We just carved a shot glass out of a potatoe.
I think the guy I was trying to dance with was an undercover cop...
I just remember her dragging me inside in a panic saying we needed mentos and popcorn I have no fucking clue how we ended up asleep in her closet.
So she just had an emotional breakdown over a birthday card with a peacock on it. Yeah. She's pretty drunk, but we made it home safely.
I may, or may not have licked his face in an Applebee's.
Can I tell you that I just incorporated the spice girls in my sexting and you not judge me
I just want to make out with him forever
I'm only wearing socks and eating tuna, don't do this to me right now.
I'll be honest, I too would punch the 21 year old version of myself in the face, and then have rough sex with him.
She asked me if I would fuck her with my storm trooper mask on
I'm sorry I lead life with my vagina.
When the people downstairs start talking about drugs, I second guess buying my drugs from them. Then I remember they are cheap and convenient.
you pulled out seven eyelashes and made me count them multiple times whilst crying hysterically.
I got here. Mom yelled "drink of the day is blueberry sangria" and next thing I knew I was on a slip and slide.
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