C thinks vomiting on the batroom floor = reaon not to party. Lies. Party continues.
My sheets look like a crime scene.
bahahaha. this guy working at subway literally has someone's name tattooed on his arm, crossed out, and another name below it.
Nobody needs to come anywhere. Except on your face.
Call me at 7:30 and make sure I'm not asleep in this booth at Waffle House.
High school girls are buying me shots. This will not end well.
lol i'm looking through my photos and there's this giant section of just dudes wearing murses
is it bad that my walk of shame involves the church shuttle?
You both sound like you need to get shit faced, fight it out, and have makeup sex.
because of daylight savings time I lost an hour of sex with an incredibly hot guy last night. thanks a lot farmers.
This is what happens when you leave: I get all vulnerable and I make out with the cowboy to shut him up about Jesus.
I never realized how you can accidentally go home with someone until tequila got involved.
I just came rly close to telling a dude that I want to chew on him and there should be an oil painting of his ass up in the louvre before I realized that isn't how flirting is supposed to go
His sister gave me the "if you hurt him I will break your neck" talk. I didn't know how to tell her we're not a couple.
Should we make a shared Google doc list of places we want to fuck? Like a scavenger hunt?
Randomize
