That's intense
He can hate all he wants but were fucking with these crocs on
yea..i want to get out of new york for a bit too but for the love of god not to new jersey. that's like getting tired of the stripclub and getting yourself a toothless prostitute.
Quick, to the slutcave!
i literally forgot his name and just started calling him "waffles"
just got drunk at a party with Christmas themed solo cups.. holidays are officially here.
not my fault hes the one that tried to cuddle after. said he wanted to spoon away the shame.
He managed to scream "cowabunga bitch" before he went down on me. Let me know if you still like him.
He ran around the party with a broken foot/ankle with a gallon of Malibu yelling "it must rain coconut"
Half of my brain feels like I donated it to science and they basically just poured jack Daniels on it and put out cigarettes into it before returning it to my skull
you said "this ones for the homies" and proceeded to pour the shot into your other cup instead of the ground b/c "good liquor is not meant to wasted no matter the circumstances"
Hungover in church. I can feel stained glass Jesus judging me.
Its honestly only a matter of time before I punch him in the face... I'll try to control myself until you guys break up
I went to the strip club tonight. I had never gone, and in a panic I gave the dancer giving me a lap dance a handshake and introduced myself. Redefines business casual.
I was at his place until 2am. We just sat really close an stared at each other. I think you are right. Germans must not have feelings. Not even tingly ones in their pants.
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