I just had the ultimate walk of shame. I'm barefoot, in his gym short with vomit in my hair and I walked half a mile through campus. At noon. Thanks for picking up ur phone
I just don't see what's wrong with carrying a water bottle around.
It's not the bottle. It's the fact that you're drinking wine out of a sport bottle at 9 am.
Beer bonged 7 shots of Jameson. I title this night short stories with tragic endings.
I slept with him to see his dog one last time
I mean I don't object to weird looking penis as long as it gets the job done. I just need to get it in. I'm gonna be humping chairs soon.
The sad thing was my husband told her its ok to make out with me. Bar Tuesdays will live on regardless.
I did sing regulators with a random black dude at The Rail without looking at the screen, hugged him and walked off stage. I pretty much live up to all expectations.
Everything I own smells like cigarettes and victory right now. The smell is never coming out.
Can you plz delete the video of me twerking in Waffle House, my mom just got a vine.
In case you're wondering what frozen hashbrowns taste like at 4 in the afternoon, shame. They taste like shame.
Some girl woke me up at 1:30 am looking for weed and the next thing I know I'm in a hot tub with 3 girls, 2 40's, and a blunt.
My boobs are literally freaking out because I've been wearing a bra for more than three hours....I need to go out more...
She was all for the threesome til I showed her a pic of my boyfriend. I think I should re-evaluate my life decisions.
It was a crazy night: tears were shed, blood was spewed, and bottles were emptied.
I’m tired of his bullshit and premature ejaculation. I’m going to hotel bars and finding a guy who is DTF
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