party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
And then she said we stopped for a train and i tried crawling out the back window.. again, i dont remember this.
and apparently i was drunk enough to follow up with "I'd let me touch your boobs" ... not my best line.
No I'm done finals, but I'm not coming home until these hickeys are gone.
I'm just saying, margarita tuesday would turn anyone gay.
After he finished his girlfriend called him. I sat there, tied his shoes for him, then he high fived me and said "this is gonna be a great summer steph"
Who takes their shirt off at the bar?! Classy broad
I do. In all fairness there was someone else's blood on it.
Scary truckers and hobos. These are the men I attract
I just made a flawless coverstory for why I dont have my car and why I left the party on foot. #adultererskills
You yelled to anyone that tried to help you "I have a burrito, what else could a girl want?"
It just smells like spaghetti and despair.
I think the lady at jack in the box started crying when we put in our order.
In two separate occurrences, I could have avoided getting my heart broken, and chlamydia, all with a left swipe.
You know it's NBA season when you compare head to 3 pointers.
I lost my cyber virginity to a guy I barely knew in high school while a Togepi Plushie watched.
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