things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
no, there's no challenge. I live a humble lifestyle out of virtue.
You wear Armani Exchange.
member when we used to take shits together before volleyball games?
i'm really high, and this is sooooooooooo important. how many frosties does it take to fill a bathtub?
I know it's not your turn to do the dishes, but since they're covered in your puke, it is.
We made the pizza boy do Jell-o shots with us. He didn't even deliver to our house, we just called him over from the neighbors
he was extremely fucked up- he thought my sports bra was his boxers. even when his leg wouldnt fit. at least whiskey dick wasnt a problem
We found him in the backyard throwing shoes onto the roof yelling "WHO BRINGS CROCS TO A HOUSE PARTY?!"
I asked him to make me two boxes of macaroni and cheese. That's like eight servings. How did I think that was an okay amount.
took shots off of a myriad of fake boobs last night. It was glorious.
I don't have any plans for New Year's except watching anime and drinking until I can't read the subtitles anymore.
I am a delicate flower. A fucked up, drunk, horny, pants pissing, delicate little flower.
DETAILS
long story
just tell me the parts i wanna hear
weed, brooklyn, rough sex.
I hope you have your own chainsaw cause I didn’t buy one for you. It was a gross oversight on my part
I covered the puke with a shingle there's not many chunks. I think it will blend quickly.
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