how do you wash the taste of whore out of your mouth?
drunk me is my new role model. he's fearless. like not even afraid of tornadoes.
saw a pregnant woman in a bridal gown standing on the side of the road while her car was getting searched by police....cheers to new beginnings
I probably shouldn't have slept with him. I feel like that may have given him the wrong idea.
You couldve had sex with 2 drunk chicks on an alligator slide.
I went to the gas station and the lady goes I remember you. Broken sunglasses and puke on your car.
These headphones make me feel like I'm sitting on John Mayers lap and he's singing just to me. I picture like a pitch black room with a single spotlight on us. Also, convinced Kyle to give me percocet soo.
Well he has a girlfriend. So I told him that I wanted to have sex way more than I wanted to be a decent human being.
i saw the poster for your lost tequila... what a shame
That would warm my breasts.
In this context breast is a metaphor for soul.
You got a write up and a first aid award all in the same night. The don was impressed!
Oh and apparently something happened that was related to "THIS IS SPARTA" but no one will tell me what I did.
So I'm going to blame my boobs hurting on that.
I had to bail out of the tour de Franzia because I have class Saturday morning. Grad school is ruining my life
we're so committed to being not committed
I just put condoms in a mason jar because it looked prettier than the box.I think I've peaked.
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