how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
history professor just told us he has magic fingers. i'm going for it.
It was like she tried to cover up all the weight she gained with a fake tan...
So im guessing you dont remember the walk home, where you layed down in the alley and began to sing "threes company too" and when i told you to get up you had the nerve to tell me i was to drunk.
Props to the guy on crutches playing edward forty hands. Dedicated to drinking games is an understatement.
And now for everyone's least favorite sport... Drunk babysitting.
Yeah I just don't know how I feel about my fuck buddy coming to work at my dads office with me.
What am I doing with my life
Sleeping with dudes who have peacocks apparently.
Well, you've continued the theme of living with people who's dicks I've sucked.
At this point, I'd date an ax murderer. So long as he doesn't cry all the time, have ED, or leave me with his unspayed cat. My list of requirements is becoming increasingly specific.
I thought you might think I was an idiot who thought cock rings prevent STDs,
Vodka, rum, moonshine, I don't care, just bring like 5gallons.
rock bottom is drinking straight vodka from a protein shaker, singing one direction and crying alone in your room. exams.
Never thought I'd see the day when I got assless chaps in the mail, and yet here we are...
you were making out with a girl because you told her you were part of Nsync
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