my drunken desire to be gossip girl continues to ruin friendships for me
I was so high last night. I wrote a poem about my salt shaker
If the blowjob was before the wedding, we're not technically related, right?
this is not the time for floating mt dew and shots of tequila.
Guy next to me is looking up how to press his own ecstasy pills. I'm going to befriend him and see where this goes
It's now 3:30 and the guy I went home with is showering me with shredded cheese. Nbd.
All I know is that your reaction after this date with him was "I think I did cocaine" so I'm sold on this boy
I CAME HOME WITH MY NIPPLES PEIRCED! WE WERE CAMPING. IN THE MOUNTIANS. I DONT EVEN REMEMBER IT AT ALL.
Its been 4 years since I have masturbated this hard. God bless the Olympics!
I can't straight up say the only reason I smoked a couple bowls with you was for your three legged cat
I ran into his family and they made me a ham sandwich and I asked if they wanted to come streaking. I felt they deserved the invite.
I feel like we have a good system here turning our sketchy decisions into great stories.
Please tell me that all of the things I remember doing last night didn't really happen. Please.
Back at condo with chick. What is the condom situation urgent response needed
She's in it for that fear factor ya'll. Obsession and stalking or nothing.
Randomize
