I felt like I was in a real life creepy Myspace message. "girl u cute" ... "girl u got a really nice smile"
Its kinda awkward hearing him say the food taste like ass considering what he did last night.
he saw my boobs and came all over himself... there goes my whole night.
you can SEE the outline of a pad through her jeans. there is no way
Hahaha alright after 5 shots I'm not allowed to touch glass or boys with girlfriends.
she got to the point every few minutes she checked to see if her boobs were still there.
the bar just sent me a facebook message congratulating me on being a regular and getting such good grades. my life is not real.
I don't know if it has occurred to you yet, but you are dating a nymphomaniac, and your work schedule is an interference of my needs being fulfilled. Get home now.
also, made a drinking game out of my birthday photos....drink everytime alcohol is in a photo. going through all 350 of them.
I knew this night was headed for bad when I was drinking cherry bombs out of a sippy cup in the shower
I'm 99% sure I just puked glitter. Wine drunk Mondays shouldn't be a thing.
Ok because I want to set a new world record for how fast I can drink away my Christmas money
These last 48 hours have just been about deleting my most recent snap story
I'm really glad I had vomit on my sweater when I met his sister.
Glitter fights sound a lot funner in theory.
Randomize
