So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
I woke up at 1pm, looked in the mirror and fist pumped...I might still be drunk
We were sexting and at the end, instead of us having sex, he decided to put "we fell asleep in each others arms."
you kept shouting how the only tree you would hump is an elm tree because they're under populated
This hangover is way worse than all my relationships
I don't remember him, but he's saved in my phone as "uh oh zbt"
Yea my vagina was pretty pissed at me for not taking advantage of the situation...
I woke up in her bed, she woke up in mine. Apparently there was a miscommunication after the 8th jager bomb.
Just thought you should know that we coat checked our fairy wings last night. Getting belly up to the bar was way more important that wearing our costumes.
It might have taken me 30 minutes but I finally finished the toast I made. That hungover.
But here's the wonderful thing about us. It's us. You could invite me over, get really wasted and end up sleeping with someone else and id be there in the morning to take you to breakfast.
I just bottomed with the last unicorn playing in the background. I've hit a new level of gay.
I just want to make out with him forever
Please god tell me you aren't pregaming your date alone.
Every time I look at him 'Relax' by Frankie Goes to Hollywood plays in my head. Is that weird?
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