I'm sorry, but there's just something about mesh over nipples that irks me.
playing new game: drink everytime u see someone at the beach with a tramp stamp, double if u guess it before u see it, triple for male tramp stamps
warning: blackouts possible when playing in ocean city or anywhere in new jersey
i wish exes would disappear into a world where we never have to deal with them again, and they can just create drama for each other. Then if they wanted to talk to us, they would have to apply to get a "visa" to come back to our world.
I wish Facebook had filters like: Ivy League school, frat boy, straight, extremely wealthy, great in bed.. I would check all of them
just found my diary from when i was 14. i demand a drinking game of this.
Did you really just text me at 6:35 in the morning asking where the condoms were? I moved out a year ago.
Our new goal for this summer is to fuck so hard we lose his security deposit.
almost getting arrested is turning into fucking this cop in his ex wife's lawn. see you tomorrow
Dear Beer Goggles, it's time to see the eye doctor. With love, your biggest fan.
I love you like a cupcake loves an overweight child, very similar to the mannerisms of a whole cake but personal, and minus the commitment issues, plus just the right amount of icing; not to mention the convenience of mobility, and only a smidgen of the guilt😘
Hey guy that stepped on my foot, don't slap my ass to apologize.
You handed me an unpeeled grapefruit off the frat basement floor and then took a bite out of it.
Life if anyone rolls up to my funeral with shitty weed get them out of there
I think i got beer on your cat.
We had a pink drink in honor of my underwear and apparently I made out with our bartender... a few times
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