party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
people and things i regret. that's what i want to do tonight.
and that's how I found out my dad doesn't believe in towels... holiday magic.
We named our saturday intramural dodgeball team "we're hungover". Pretty much just an excuse to fuel my alcoholism on friday nights.
It probably isn't a good idea to go home with last night's hookup's brother. And sister.
Probably is probably an understatement.
Just had flashback to me showering u with stir fry as u rythed on the floor
This tiny cat is tiny breathing with her tiny lungs and im having a tiny freak out. Like those lungs have to be super tiny.
You tried to fight everyone, so we kept having her take her shirt off. You were sufficiently distracted...
If we can put a man on the moon, I'm sure we can turn a pringles can into a bong.
Please show REO speedwagon ur boobs for me.
I just want someone to shove bread from panera down my throat
Can we go to the gas station to get cigarettes before we get drunk. It's hard enough to say Marlboro sober.
LMAO. Stop. Men are such gentleman these days. I woke up with no one beside me and you got 6 cents
6 cents and no orgasm 💃🏻🎉
We are so blessed
To be honest, the last time I saw him he had a jesus costume on telling people to pray to his bible.
So he's at the chuch?
No, hooters.
Alone, in the dark, eating tacos and drinking vodka. Who's apartment is this?
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