She wants her shit back. Clearly she missed the cheaters-get-their-shit-ritually-burned clause.
she handed me her phone while she blew me and told me to text her bf that she was at the store
woke up with withdrawal cold sweats this morning. spring break must really be over.
thats what you get for writing a paper after liquor pitchers
its only a rough draft.
at what point last night did i decided to have a photo shoot with your camel toe
Uh yeah. I ate a brick of cheese. Didn't even cut it. We were admiring the teeth marks I was leaving. We decided it was the negative of my mouth
That's how I like my men: traumatized and crying in a ball
You left a motherfucking bruise. ON MY TIT. How? How do you even. No.
Do you remember lying across two tables saying 'go away I'm trying to pull' to me, Sollie and Sean?
It was only in the sobering silence of the wilderness on the mountain, after I was too tired to talk anymore and I also didn't want to tell Julian that we were lost, that I realized how super tripped out I had been the entire time...
We could put on there: "Drink jager bombs and do stupid shit faster, with more energy!"
I can still taste the Jäger. I'm gonna shoot myself.
He just texted me asking for his shirt back and I said I didn't have it and then I ran into him 5 minutes later while wearing the said shirt
I'm not the type to go to a guys house...in your case his boat...and sleep with them..I mean I have in the past but I'm trying to be more serious and grown up
You kept telling everyone that you were as sober as a camel. I have yet to figure out what that means
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