I have a feeling that after last night, i'm not just going to hell. i'm going to hell on a full scholarship. free admission bitches
jersey shore drinking game rules must be edited. almost died. how is it possible for a person to say guido that many times
i woke up with a shattered plate next to my head.
coming from the girl bound and determined to pee in the snow
why would you restrict a girl of that
He turned me down because he was still doing his taxes.
There were so few words spoken that I'm not sure if it was make-up or break-up sex.
I don't think going to Relay for Life and painting our faces while everyone stares at us is a sufficent late night after the bars.
I don't know what it is about vodka that make me ruin relationships.
I refrained from asking a guy what he spilled on his dick because it smelled good. Morals.
It's called being normal.
I don't know how that blunt survived being in your pocket all night but you pulled it out at 4 am in 7/11 and tried to fire it up. Zero fucks given
She asked me to come on her OkCupid date with her
still can't believe dude took a personal call while he was balls deep in my mouth.
I'm good. But Nutella doesn't taste as good as it used to.
This is the Front Desk Lady from the Saturolite Inn. Your friend is passed out in the lobby. Please come help her.
We walked into the RA's room and he said "is that alcohol" and I screamed "IT'S WATER" and ran out and Vanessa slammed the door and started making out with him.
Randomize
