tan lines, throwing up everclear on the beach, doing lifeguards, tequila...summer.
It's been five and a half years since she and my brother stopped dating. I feel like that's a long enough grace period. Going for it.
Weekday college schedule so far: get high as tits. Watch Family Guy marathons. Repeat.
He walked into the bar right as I was licking the shotglass clean. We made eye contact for way too long..
So our 'date' consisted of getting drunk off champagne at four and photo-bombing the shit out of tourist's pictures all over the city. Thoughts?
they call him the transporter because he'll be your designated driver in exchange for sufficient weed or sex.\n
what about money
no - he has a code he lives by
I never thought that it would get to the point where I would have to specify that by "hang out" I meant "fuck like rabbits." Growing up shouldn't be this way.
No man. Everyone needs to shit off a roof, at least once.
Bacardi 151 is like a past nightmare I'm still curious about
Just woke up. Will be over soon. DON'T LEAVE THE CHAMPAGNE UNSUPERVISED.
my life is turning into trapped in the closet at way too fast a speed for me to feel comfortable.
Today's goals: get day drunk then sober up in time for the walking dead tonight.
He said it only counts if it ends up on the internet
I love her so much I can forgive her for wearing crocs
I don’t care how cute or big a guy is I’m done with drunken hand jobs. It was like I was pulling a nine inch bungee cord for 25 minutes. Now My arm and shoulder is dead
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