but i really can't criticize. i blacked out waaaaaay ahead of schedule.
I'm pretty sure my roommate has taken plan B more times than i've had sex. Not sure how that makes me feel.
I'm scared at the amount of beastiality in this conversation.
Found a cheerleading trophy in my shower this morning. Explain.
Well if it makes you feel any better I threw up at Roadhouse. And then on the way to the train. And then in a water fountain. And then in a plastic bag on the train.
he convinced me that i wont have to do the walk of shame bc he has to go to jail in the morning
u girls! girls! girls! have fun please don't hook up w/ a roadie! Love, mom
I was just reelected president of justgotlaidsylvania
I hit on her. So did Sarah. Neither of us got anywhere. I swear she's asexual. Like Switzerland.
Can we promise no matter what that we have sex the night the Mayan calendar runs out?
I just want a whole pitcher of margarita and a headdress from party city and sit around and look like a fucking indian princess.
Can't even walk I haven't tried talking but I probably can't do that either
I feel like too many of my sentences start of with "Hey, fuckface!"
I just had to explain why I ate a whole quart of mac and cheese before 8am. Not a good start to the day
I have a mild substance abuse problem, but I'm still a functioning member of society. America.
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