i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
At least I can take solace in the fact that with 8 billion some odd people in the world, at least one of them is shitting in their own car right now.
If God's watching us, we might as well be entertaining
i'm transferring to degrassi. i don't care that it's severely canadian. classes are five minutes long, there's no actual work and you can get oot of class whenever you want to go have a dramatic scene with someone in the hall
I lost count of how many people I peed on last night.
I was unaware that a tutu and pasties was appropriate attire to this
I think god is proud of me so he is rewarding me in discounted wine
She interrupted us having sex in the tent by threatening to kill us if we "got cum on the lasanga."
Walking in on a gay threesome, with a girl in the corner watching and taking vid is a reason to not only knock, but to never go to Savannah.
I don't know if dry shampoo will fix the decisions we made last night.
He? As in you personified your dick?
I am serious when I say I think I broke a rib having sex with Kyle. It might be puncturing my lung. No lie. I might die today.
Can we talk about how i drunkenly changed the timezone on my phone last night and just showed up to work an hour early
in fetal position in his closet not sure if he knows im here... hugging his spongebob cake pan i stole.... now please come find me..
This is a mass text. Who in the hell shat on my stairs last night?
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