My place. Tomorrow Night. Bring your liver, and something for it to do.
tonight is proof that a xbox 360 will always be more reliable than a girl ever will
and a girl gets the red ring of death every month
Single schmingle. No one actually obeys the relationship boundaries these days. Its 2009.
Couldn't see or hear that well because she hit me on the back of the head with a bat. That is my excuse. Also the gin.
The night started going downhill when I set my foot on fire.
Have you fucked anyone in the hospital yet because obviously this illness isnt worth it unless you do. I MISS YOUR HEALTH
We sat in his closet and drank four loko out of my camelbak for an hour in the dark. You tell me how my night went.
So should I finish watching Space Jam and then get head? Or get head while secretly watching Space Jam?
He brought wine and beer. I'll put my pants on for wine and beer.
adding to the list of how to lure in freshman boys: take dogs for a walk, yell at them from across the street, sit on the curb at 3 in the morning sobbing
Tequila Tuesdays need to not carry on throughout the week. Having a sad Saturday
i don't find him as attractive when he's dressed as himself...bring back Indiana jones and I would so fuck him again
The important thing is that she is gone, presumably back to the depths of hell from whence she came.
I'm at the back whiskey bar with a 7 and 7 in a winnie the pooh costume. Come find me.
may or may not have snorted a line of tums... wtf.
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