Black lace...the rest is up to ur imagination
I am pretty sure the guy in the stall two dwn from me is jerking it...seriously
I feel like our house is getting pulled over.
i'm going to be one of those im-wearing-a-shirt-as-a-dress girls today. dont make fun of me, i need laid
When we woke up, I asked if we could play "what does your name rhyme with".....he said 'bave' thank god it was easy
he was wearing a tuxedo, i was naked...it's a long story.
She is chewing on staples and spitting them at her cat, I think it's time to leave..
It's like rock paper scissors. Cold showers and smoking beat hangovers.
Ryan got so drunk he gave a hobo $20 and I had to zip tie him to the bed so he doesn't out stupid himself
I mean, as I was vomiting in front of a giant crucifix I became acutely aware of my poor choices
Acid king. Jackson puked a lot. Promoter booth. Angry security. No acid. Probably a good thing.
Lots of tissues. Maybe pizza. Only time will tell. The stages of political grief.
I just don't understand what you plan on accomplishing there except for losing all vestiges of post-freshman year dignity
The strippers who live across the street set up a decently professional stage on their front balcony and a banner for a go fund me... I think we're gonna get a show.
Soon to be ex is nowhere to be found. Her attorney/new BF just showed up. 30 minutes late looking hungover. Pretty sure I'm getting the kids AND the house!
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