Mind blown. Apparently, it's PRErogative, not PERogative. I blame Bobby Brown.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
Even the bartender felt bad for me
You stressed the importance of not breaking the seal too early... and then proceeded to piss your pants when you sneezed.
I don't go on dates. I watch tv and play with dicks. dinner is a situation.
who was wearing the fake mustache? I just found one in my cleavage
Psh a bachelors degree is the new adulthood. We're all just pretending anyways. I'm sitting on my boyfriends couch while he's passed out drunk. In my lap. On a Wednesday. And he's a nurse. See, pretending to be an adult
I asked him why he was eating an entire can of refried beans, the only answer I got was "revenge"
So this bar tattoo not looking that great now
I just tried to brush my hair with a can opener. Who gave you that brownie
Also I can show up hungover, fall asleep at my desk, and smell like a bottle of whiskey, and they still like me more then my shitty co worker
Nah I think he's a bit weirded out I worked out where he lives from a Facebook photo
She has an alarming number of pictures with cat ears but the sex is amazing.
Never thought I'd see the day when I got assless chaps in the mail, and yet here we are...
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