the party we crashed was not a party. the party we crashed was jens grandads funeral.
i'm at the point now where i want him to say anything. even an apology for his boomerang-shaped penis would be nicer than no comment.
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
I've taken to hiding pictures of us around his room so that he'll forever feel guilty for dumping me on Valentine's Day... And to potentially cock block any hook ups.
I woke up to my dog puking on my bed. Looks like it was a successful night for us all.
pregamed for the floor meeting. so stoned. i keep thinking my RA is shrinking.
I was galloping around pretending to give birth to pbrs. I could have used a mask.
After the party last night, I dreamt I continued drinking... Apparently my subconscious didn't think I'd had enough...
Sorry about the weird guinea pigs text. I was drunk and they were freaking me out
I look at it as community service. He was going through a rough time and I gave him an ego boost. That's how we're going to remember it. I was doing a good deed lol
After an orgasm, I always feel the urge to sing A Whole New World from the move Aladdin and I'm not quite sure why.
just turned another straight guy gay. Goddamn the church must hate me
you were screaming "I don't need a shirt!" repeatedly while in the process of taking it off and flashing the bouncer. we got kicked out. thanks a lot.
So I fell alseep while I was motorboating that girl last night infront of the entire party.
Do thigh high boots and a ball gag count as a costume?
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