so i completely puked my brains out. a lot. he held me up so i could brush my teeth. then we proceeded to hook up for the next four hours.
he's a keeper
i hope push ups and a ton of orange juice gets rid of chlamydia
and I didnt even know his name until this morning when we were laying in bed and he referred to himself in the 3rd person.
I just woke up with streamers wrapped around me. Glitter in my hair. My fish are swimming in empty bottles of Barcardi. Helpppp
well I mean we knew we had more drinkers than runners, so we had a "case race for the cure" for relay for life instead of an actual marathon. day drinking and philanthropy. can't go wrong.
I just tried to sell my homemade "lightning bolt stencil for pubes" on Etsy.
The interviewer had a hook for his right hand I TRIED TO SHAKE HIS HOOK WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME
It just goes to show you, your dreams can come true. You can hook up with your dads hot married friend.
first reaction to dying the pubes purple - awesome. Reaction after I explain the process - not awesome. Hypothesis? when girls find out you know to bleach and dye your hair, they're turned off.
Her boobs take up a lot of room so God had to skimp on the brains
At what point in life does one make the conscious decision to incorporate capes into everyday life? Like, as a fashion statement?
I'm not sure how to answer that. Is it a general question or one you're wondering about for yourself? Because I don't think you're there yet.
I wish you were awake and high the same times I was awake and high. And also in the same state. So we can fuck passionately.
You know when you get a stripper pays your bail. You got good wood.
Just had to stop myself from doing a bump on the Disney bus. The struggle is real.
It's becoming clear to me that I am not sugar baby material. I don't think I could handle old balls long term.
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