those bitches were sniggering at my man-pris like they were goddesses of fashion!
...dude i pray you are quoting something, someone, anyone...
My only options right now are Herpes, Gay, or Vanilla.
Grilled cheese is the best thing. ever. better than boys, and alcohol, and sex, and chocolate, and money. But not really the last two.
Fucking Canada. At least when they wake up tomorrow they're still in Canada
I'm pretty sure we've had sex a bunch more times than we've hugged. So hugs are weird when they happen.
Update: I just puked into a sock. It was the only thing available at the time. Why I happened to be holding a sock, we may never know.
We should bet how many people are going to get alcohol poisoning next weekend and whoever wins gets a free Starbucks.
you kept introducing yourself to guys as "never going to happen"
Yea we had fun. Lost my wallet some girl has it. Sarah fell asleep in a cab and ended up at some wawa. It was cray. She's home now
as he was bent over the toilet, he turned to me and said "barbarian kyle is much stronger than regular kyle" and then went right back to puking.
I'm trying to puke quietly so i don't ruin my grandma's birthday/my graduation brunch. And you say i need to grow up.
If you can't drink with the big boys, give up your beer and go back to the playpen
Called Apple, my penis pics are safe.
you pulled out seven eyelashes and made me count them multiple times whilst crying hysterically.
You’re going to be a doctor, and I’m going to be a trophy wife. We both have goals
Randomize
