Also, I've sobered up around 5am, in Delaware. I remember making this decision, and highly regret it now.
the pic of her and her boyfriend fell off the wall as we were fucking.
well when mom kept referring to my "black hole of a vagina" and how i devoured all the nuts at the party like i was a pro, i figured my stay was up.
his life revolves around getting high and answering people on yahoo answers. he's perfect for you.
You know how I got mad at him for making out with his formal date? Apparently I fucked mine. I'm guessing any exclusivity is out of the question.
One thing noone tells you about getting put in the drunk tank is do it barefoot. You get free flipflops.
Shit stained towel. The very symbol of how much closer we are as friends. Fall 011... beautiful disaster
Also txt me when you take your first dump of the year... I'd like to synchronize if that's at all possible.
You turned to me, winked, whispered "man the harpoons" and walked out with the fat chick
I just had a flashback to the three of us in the bed and me shouting AM I THE BIGGEST OR LITTLEST SPOON?!
I feel like we have both made good decisions regarding our vaginas lately
His status said "sad." of course I liked it. I don't even care that I was the only one. Facebook isn't your god damn journal, we don't care about your problems.
You keep talking about hotdogs and yelling "COME ON DOWN, LET ME SEE WHAT YOU'RE WEARING"
I think my moral compass just broke
I'm really stressed out right now.
I think you're confusing "stressed" and "sober".
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