yeah it's now facebook official. i can no longer pretend shes my girl on the side
She forced me to throw up so it would "rejuvenate" me. It worked and then we took six more shots and did a keg stand. You know what I call that? Friendship.
it was like brushing your tongue but with a fucking long toothbrush.
Her father's a cardiologist, her mom's a lawyer...she just went from a 5 to a 10 real quick.
The irony of calling it Pride is that you do things that no one should be proud of.
Oh, and no balcony sex...trust me.
Our suitemates are shrooming again. I left a less colorful dress hanging on the door, change before you come in because purple is making Maeve cry.
When the doctor said the anal leakage might not be reversible without some lifestyle changes you start asking if it's worth the entertainment value.
We thought we were getting kicked out but then he started tickling the bouncer. Next thing you know the bouncers giving him a piggy back ride to the bar.
you are not my drinking buddy, you are my drinking enemy.
She kept grabbing my head and told my faces to stop shaking.. Also, she kept whispering something about seeing flowers in my eyes.
I think I collapsed a disk in my spine when I drunkenly lifted that fat girl on my shoulders to chicken fight at the pool.
My "birthday sex" consisted of approximately 25 seconds of him going down on me in the shower.
dude I fucking saw you snort tequila
Had to trim my nails cus they got too long to effectively finger myself with
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