worst morning ever. completed my walk of shame home to find my parents, grandma, and priest had come down to surprise me on my birthday. now i'm in the car with them to go get my car from the bar.
im having a hard time not telling ppl about ur bathroom story
I'm buying a chandelier at walmart. WHO'S CLASSY NOW, BITCHES.
Can you put "designated driver" on a resume?
i dunno what you eat but your cum is all over my underwear and it smells like pretzels
Just ducktaped my beer to my bike. See you in ten.
He scratched off my spray tan. Literal nail marks down my back. Can't imagine what's underneath his fingernails.
She woke me up with an urgent call telling me she was rolling on Mollie and swimming in the ocean. I mean that's just great. If she drowns, I'll feel responsible.
On a totally unrelated note, captain four hour sexcapades lost it in his boxers this morning and tried to pretend it didnt happen. Lmao
I need to stop getting in the car with my dad when im rolling balls. I think he's starting to notice my eyes aren't usually completely pupil
"willing to pay anyone fun whos willing to hang out and laugh at my jokes while my friends are MIA" is this to desperate?
the bad thing about being great at twerking is that I'm powerless to stop myself from doing it when I'm drunk and in public.
Seriously, why do I have a mortar round?
that guy was staring at your tits.
nah, more like they were staring at him, and his girlfriend, and her less than adequate bosom. they pitied the fool.
point taken, oh mistress of the bosoms.
"I'm 22, I could die in a piano bar." -a sentence i actually just said to my boss
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