remember that time i ran away from the bar and passed out in a street cot?
neither do i
Actually, all he talks about is how great the sex is with her and how crappy you were at it. Stop being a bitch and gossiping masking it as self-righteousness.
okay, this game isn't funny anymore. tell us where all the forks are.
your drunk mistake has arrived...he is the one wearing a poncho
Ugh. my cast still smells like fermenting hot tub water and bad decisions.
I dont know how to respond to your rave picture. I mean yeah, he's hot, but it just seems wrong to be like "Please tell me you fucked that guy with the pacifier!"
Driving to get a preg test with my ex, wearing my unicorn hat
You are so not ready for motherhood
I still smell like men's body wash from that drunken shower I took at that stranger's home last night.
I told him to keep his feelings in his pants because they're annoying and to just fuck me.
School starts Thursday. Don't fling yourself out of the car to throw up screaming "classy" before I park this time.
It's a new year.
it's the amount of time you spend on preventing me from puking that really cements this friendship
you can't tell me not to come to work cause roads are bad then ask me an hour later to come in and expect me to be sober
I still can't get the taste of her nipples and the udon noodles out of my mouth
I bought emergency contraception until I / we decide how to handle that. And target gave me a gift receipt for it. Awkward.
O was like, nah, fuck 50-50. My version of bi is that i'm 80% gay, 20% drug-addled decisions. Apparently he's straight on hallucinogens.
Randomize
