its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
Just barfed in my hand. Needless to say, this day is off to a great start
we were frolicking through a fountain of pizza rolls. it was like the best dream i ever had
She talked about nothing but beanie babies for 45 minutes. I'm never getting high with her again.
I always enjoy the bewildered gaze as I buy chips, salsa and beer @ 0745.
The good thing about having holes in your nose from all the drugs you do is that you can't smell nasty things. Like puke.
I am eating deep fried cinnamon rolls and I found a lighter in my sprinkles. I miss you.
Nope. He totaled my car then moved back to Louisiana to work things out with baby mama. I sure know how to pick em
All you have to do is speak. Your voice reverberates strait to my vagina.
the mexican frat downstairs started singing this mariachi song, then out of nowhere some dude busts out a trumpet and plays along. is this even real?
I'd say tonight was pretty successful. I rode an iron horse naked and sweet talked myself out of an MIC while wearing a bra filled with four loko.
I know I've wanted to fuck him for the past month, but when you're that hungover, the only chemistry you have is with a pillow and a gallon of water.
Our first kiss happened while shot gunning a hit from a gravity bong. Its that type of relationship.
You're wearing a hospital gown and pearls. Let's reevaluate your life.
Don't know where this pizza came from but i got breakfast in bed
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