i don't know how boys match. i think shoes & belt are the only thing. it doesn't matter. i just know if they look stupid.
its like playing clue every morning after we party. she did him in the kitchen with..oh god.
he conducted the entire waffle house into singing the song Oklahoma. He was wasted.
The frequency that you give me blue balls couldn't be healthy.
Someones grandma was rubbing my back. I'm way too high for this.
Its all fun and games until someone grabs the electrical fence.
Fuck morning classes and our weekday drinking habits.
My cab driver just suggested I brush my teeth because he can smell "the party" on me.
Day 1 of "Death of a Liver" weekend complete. It came with flashbacks of horrible mistakes I made due to alcohol. I'm excited for how Sunday is going to turn out.
It's just great that Easter is on 4/20 this year. Now everyone can enjoy the Easter egg hunts. And being around my whole family.
Don't blame me. My vagina leads me astray.
SOME BITCH AT THE HOSTEL STOLE MY NUT BUTTER THERE WILL BE BLOOD
after what u told me last night I think we're past the wtf zone and at this point u should just join me in wondering if my barista lover is a gay porn star
leads to pukin, then cryin, then 24hr masturbatin binge, then cryin again and finally a combination of all 3
I dont know which is weirder.. the fact that i just watched our mom kick ass at beer pong and ride the pole like a true fire girl or the fact that ive never felt closer to her in my life.
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