I just did the scooter of shame. New levels of embarrassment have now opened.
he asked if thats how we do it in the states..like there's cultural difference in fucking between canada and the us..
sitting on the counter. eating honey. crying, because coldplay sounds beautiful on the radio. highhhhh as the sky
it was pretty much a given that i would lose my thong on dollar tequilla shot night
THEY WONT LEYT ME IN AND I REALLY NEED SOME FRUIT
do you find it slutty that the last person I had sex with is also the person who sings my ringtone ?
ill give you food and tequilla and penis and joy
Good for him. He wanted to accomplish walking across niagara, I'm hoping to accomplish not throwing up tomoro nite, we all have our own priorities in life.
His grandma held his dogs so they wouldn't follow me out the door. It was like a whole new level added to my walk of shame.
I can't wash the smell of tacos off my hands. I feel like the Lady Macbeth of Chipotle.
I just have to point out that once I typed "fa" my phone filled in "fatass"
Dicks are not precious.
I made it 1 week... 5 business days at my new job before sleeping with my coworker.
She's still mad at me for saying she looked pregnant and not getting her chicken nuggets.
he passed out in the backyard and we used christmas lights as extension cords for the clippers to shave his head.
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