sometime during the course of last night, i decided to get donuts for this morning. i'm a fucking genius when i smoke.
I just looked at the maps icon on my IPhone and "eR" was typed in the search address bar. I wonder if we ever got there.
I wish there was a lawn mower version of Roomba so I could just drink and cheer it on from the stoop.
I would describe it as pure and unadulterated shock, mixed with horror and a touch of nausea.
Haha crisis adverted. Just told my dad I need to bone this guy. Nbd. He totes understands
I lost a little respect for your boyfriend when I learned that he has a scar from a Cheerio.
So the chick throws up over the rail from the 15th floor at the sky bar and I knew I would take her back to my hotel.
Holy fucking shit the worst thing for a hangover ever--A FUCKING BOLLYWOOD MOVIE BLARING IN CLASS
I'm happily sitting on the toilet cause I'm too tired to move. I'm considering making this my permanent residence. It has a lot to offer.
You were peeing on a bus yelling fuck public transit, congratulations.
This was like angel cum on the bread of life filled with the nectar of the gods
mom had to come pick me up from the hotel. I crawled to her car. She told me the entire way home if I puked in it I was going to lick it up. Like high school all over again...
I gave up great shower sex to be here so don't say I never did anything for our friendship.
I drank so much that my feet don't feel like my feet
Are u alive? If u are, you deserve an award.
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