You are possibly the most enthusiastic, likable bad influence I've ever met.
My brain says no but my pants say off.
Between the two of us weve fucked every guy at this table
On the plus side this hangover is the tipping point that finally convinced my lazy ass to get some sunglasses.
Really? How much of his life do you think he remembers? I'm pretty sure 75% of it qualifies as "kind of a blur".
I would be the drunk girl eating cake on the front steps alone.
I always have trouble explaining my life decisions to people over the age of 30.
I may or may not have traded sexual favors for Disney on Ice tickets.
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
if the furniture in my bedroom wasn't shape shifting... this would be a different story.
You have a long distance relationship and I have a long distance snapchat sexting buddy. If that doesn't describe who we are as people then I don't know what does.
I feel worse lying to the guy I hooked up with than I actually do for cheating on my bf
When I get off work and you're not around to hang out with all I do is lay around in my underwear and eat potatoes.
So...#1 on my TO DO list for college is to fuck someone somewhere in the stadium during the homecoming game...you down?
i woke up to drewlling on a plate of eggrolls half naked halfway between my bed and the floor, and i have no idea where my pants went
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