I walked up to her and said hello and wanted to ask her if she had fun last night... she asked me if we had met before.
everytime i listen to a chris brown song and like it i feel like i bad person
It was like little house on the drunk prairie.
everyone has their kryptonite. mine just happens to be 18 year old blonde girls.
I think this baby is eyeing my beer
I got my project done and a booty call in all before 1am. I'm a professional college kid.
He's asking if he can send a dick pic. How do I politely decline that?
She was lying on the table chugging back something when the table broke
She kept going
All I want is to send a text that says "i slept with someone while wearing nothing but purple argyle socks this weekend." But the only person i would send that to is you. But you already know. Because they were your socks.
My neck kind of hurts. I think from sleeping on the concrete.
Question. Was fucking Laura an entirely regrettable decision?
like...quickly.
I'm serious-it was like trying to deep-throat a minivan.
Bacardi 151 is like a past nightmare I'm still curious about
I'm pretty sure I hallucinated the existence of an entire human being last night.
THERE ARE NO EMOJIS TO SHOW MY SEXUAL FRUSTRATION
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