we usually just have an Easter beer hunt and never end up at church anyways
no jill really. Evrything around me is talking to me. The plant, my dog, the tv,the lamp. Its amazing.
What if this is the rest of my life? Sitting at the bar waiting for someone to play Single Ladies
Hm, finding a time when my drinking and your real life don't conflict could be difficult
I just tried to eat one of my ear plugs, thinking it was a cheese curl. I need it to be break RIGHT NOW.
She makes me want to eat babies and throw kittens in pots of boiling water.
Just because im a good person doesn't mean that I don't reserve the right to be a complete dick about it.
But he's not just anonymous male genitalia anymore. I've met him, I've seen his face.
Do you always skip to "Baby Got Back" when fat girls show up at the bar?
I feel like I should remember what we did after leaving the party because apparently a llama was involved, but all I can manage is the part where I asked you to cuff my ankle to the bed so I wouldn't backflip away.
I like your optimism Chelsea but I'm not about getting my salad tossed
"fuck it, let's do moonshine" shouldn't be in ANYONE'S vocabulary.
walk of shame across osu's campus on game day. i can see all the spots i threw up last night. its like my personal yellow brick road.
Even if they did assume we were doing kinky shit, it's not like they're gonna be like, "HALT SATAN! INTAKE SOME JESUS AND VOMIT YOUR SINS!"
Wait you took his virginity AND broke his bed doing it
I know! I’m the best!
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