he was walking around the bar drinking wild turkey and gobbling simultaneously
we fucked to don't stop believing. most epic sex EVER.
time for a it's-monday-night-and-this-week-is-gunna-suck-drink.
FUUUUUCK she froze all my quaters inside the ice cubes again
I hate that he uses me for something other than sex. What does he think I am? His girlfriend? Ha.
This is the point in ur life where u should realize there's nothing left but a spiral of shame
I should but I don't. All I see is an escalator of success
After my mom met Tanner, she literally turned and said "he's from old money, top of his class at Emory, already has doctors courting him for jobs and judging from your vocal performance the other night, he's gifted in bed. Fake a pregnancy right now"
I come from her. Holy hell.
That's not a funny feeling. That's hepatitis. You got it from that bar where everything was sticky.
May 25th. Drunk Laser Tag party to celebrate our bdays. May 26th. Mushrooms at Chattanooga Aquarium. Damn
Drunk texting is the poetry of my life
I don't know anybody that can get the cops to drive them back to the bar after being pulled out of a tree
it happenes
Well I took a spicy wing shit in a field this morning.
We popped the air mattress last night via sex and we just kept going but it feels like I have a bruise on every vertebrae
I know I'm moving in six days but getting wine drunk and laying in bed just sounds so good right now
you're welcome to come here, except my beds from ikea so it's more unstable than i am
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