It doesn't have to be a walk of shame...just pretend he took you to breakfast.
No one shows this much boob at breakfast
I woke up this morning under my fitted sheet and my legs through the sleeves of my sweater.
sperm doesn't mix with malibu too well
I found the pot of gold last night, and it was full of bad decisions.
it appears as though my vagina has gotten the best of me again
we were walking and you spelled the word "oats" to prove you weren't drunk.
why is my underwear the only thing i was wearing that smells like vodka?
You were trying to swim on the floor while eating a hot-dog bun and laughing about how much you hate bread and didn't understand why you were eating it..
Ive never seen him vulnerable before. He just had surgery and looked so cute on his crutches. like a little baby bird with a broken wing. that i wanted to nurse back to health. with my vagina
I danced on the street to dubstep on a boombox for an hour with a lesbian single mother.
At least I got to make out with you a little before you proposed.
You and your vagina are hellbent on selfdestruction and bad decisions
Dude...can we put that on a tshirt? I will totally sport that shit.
Hot dogs and hydrocodine is NOT the combo of champions
day drinking caused me to be in bed at a decent time. can't complain.
I think I may have fully transcended this spectrum of life. I can see beams of light man. Down to the photons
What
The only downside is I can't stop skipping
Randomize
