Some chick in the back of my Psychologhy of Addictions class just did a line off her hand. She tried to make it look subtle.
she is like cheap alcohol. you can only get so buzzed before you get sick.
He was wearing his Class of 2007 shirt so I sat there for 5 minutes and read all the names of the guys I can remember giving head to.
She just stuck her hand down the strippers pants. Shit just got real.
Idk how hard you fucked her, but you managed to leave permanent ass prints on my tempurpedic mattress.
He's like my sex unicorn. Elusive and majestic. I'll catch him, I'm baiting with patron.
Freedom, beauty, truth, and love to all. I also probably have syphilis
I have already decided that it happened in an alternate universe since both of the people involved don't remember it and we only have the word of a sober person that it happened at all
I went online and donated $30 to his walk-a-thon as a "sorry I puked in your bed last night"
I thought it was my alarm clock, turns out it was her vibrator still going off on the side of my face.
You were literally hanging out the window and dancing to the remix to Ignition when we drove you home
my mom said i came home and fell asleep on the floor. like right in front of her.
You're the best friend ever. I wouldn't want to do the walk of shame with anyone else.
We're both fucking guys named Frank. Our friendship was meant to be.
would you eat cereal with weed in it
who is this???
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