the guy next to me needed a pen, so I let him take one from my book bag. my panties are now being passed around the class...thank you for telling me you hid them in my bookbag.
according to the woman who took my blood today, i have "party veins"
And there I was, sitting Indian style on the kitchen floor, my fingers covered in peanut butter.
They invented the twister shot game. You put a shot on each circle, take it when you land on it, and if you fall, they funnel the mat and make you drink it. New best friends.
stuck in traffic next to occupy boston. smells like patchouli and unshaven pubes
Me either. I want to get 'chase a stray cat through the neighborhood in my hooker heels' drunk. And it's your birthday, so you have to get 'best friend holding your hair while you puke in the bar bathroom and cry about your life' drunk. In a feather boa.
We swapped clothes. He left in a v-neck and I left in a tuxedo. Classiest walk of shame or the gayest?
Wednesday is my day of reflection and making my dick and balls into shapes. So i'll be pretty busy.
Doing a circuit workout and using a power hour playlist for my 1 minute timers. I am getting old. creative, but old.
My breasts were aching with rage.
And as the acid sets in, he looks back at the shallow form he used to call his and whispers "3 pee pees strong"
Which one of you drunk assholes put a parental lock on my cable box last night? More importantly, what's the pin? I'm missing the UK game.
Can I bother you for a second.
You always bother me but go on.
can jess come too?
sure! but I don't have enough booze for the both of you.
she comes with her own booze, no worries.
I just learned that I could drop out of school and spend the rest of my savings on a giraffe are you free this weekend
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