So... i mean if they do have cameras in his apartment buildings pool room atleast we gave them a little show.
Here. I am here. I do not know where here is but it includes condom balloons, a keg castle, and a shaved goat. Do not find me...I am in post blackout heaven.
is election day enough of a holiday to justify getting fucked up on a tuesday?
Im not moving so it's going to have to be a 3 some.
I just need to actually convince myself that drunkenly having sex won't help me forget the last time I drunkenly had sex, it only makes the situation worse.
Guess whose hungry like a hippo: this bitch.
I lied. Can't workout today. Only exercises I'm currently capable of doing are breathing ones to keep last night's drinks ending up all over the classroom.
Sounds good. Look at us. Planning sex like proper adults.
I'm drinking and making muffins and I believe this is why God put us on earth.
I'm scared to touch anything in this apartment. Even the ceiling.
Being hungover in this office is the actual worst. Like they look at me and know I was wasted at 1 am, karaokeing Billy Idol at a gay bar.
Dude, you can't drink while watching Star Trek. You hardly understand it sober.
It's an alien shaped cup though. i think that'll help me absorb.
have no fear, swaggie olivia is here to bring glorious gifts and horse dick to children
I may not have my dignity, pride or sanity but I have my pants.
I think I should've done my makeup before I took the acid. Because now I just feel silly looking at myself in the mirror
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