So you started off by saying "no homo," but patting his crotch and saying his jeans fit him wonderfully may have overshadowed that.
No, I'm not okay. Girls are wearing BUMPITS here.
I just five second ruled a donut I dropped at starbucks, everyones staring
let's skip the party, and just play drunken wii, again. its time to give my vag a break.
she must've caught on when i went out for a "run" in jeans and a sweatshirt and came back holding a McDonalds bag and smelling like pot.
Last night I walked out of the bar got in a cab asked the cabi to circle the block. he did and brought me right back to the bar. I paid him $7 thanked him and walked back into the bar.
while we were dancing I voluntarily took my bra off and hung it around his neck as a necklace. 2011 lets go
downstairs . braiding the drunk passed out girls hair, she will thank us In the morning
After you bought Jesus' name tag off him at the Mexican restaurant you commenced to stumbling around the lobby showing anybody who would listen what would Jesus do.
Stop giving me tequila.
Post walk of shame: realized the underwear I put on when I left was another girl's underwear.... woof
I would reevaluate a bf who is happy with other guys doing me.
Your first mistake was thinking that you could get through the day without drinking a single bottle of alcohol. Your second mistake was wearing shark boxers.
this periodpocalypse needs to be over. I need head
I keep track of what day of the week it is by my recent destinations on my nav system. \nRight now it's: booty call, bar, booty call, brunch, bar, church so that must mean we are getting close to Sunday when we start the rotation all over again.
I've finally become one of those chicks with a taco in her purse.
Randomize
