it tastes like there's a party in my mouth and everyone is throwing up
Five things that make you perfect. Go.
The skin of a dead hooker. The blood of the innocent. The soul of a kitten. The hat from cat in the hat. And sunglasses.
Just an fyi, teatherball while wasted might be the hardest sport ever.
I don't have a choice really. It's either lose 15 lbs by Halloween, or I'm going as a giant banana.
I had to close one eye to read the questions on my final this morning. That hungover.
dont worry it didnt get any better. she locked herself in his room and was screaming at the top of her lungs "IM GUNA PEE ON YOUR BED"
we fucked the fort apart but we'll rebuild it after we get some drinks.
Two shots of gin says this is gonna be a sloppy lab write up.
I really want to fuck that guy in the full wind breaker suit
I am making it a rule that only people I am comfortable around enough to not have to put a bra on are allowed for Sunday funday. I think that's a good rule for someone who started drinking alone at noon while everyone else here sipped their coffee.
FACE TIME HER WHILE YOU GUYS BANG
Is it wrong i wouldn't sleep with him because his boxers said #1 dad all over them?
Her mom came in and passed out drunk on the floor next to us while she was riding me, "it's all good, she does this all the time" is what she said
You just get me
I'm the wind beneath your wings, bitch
I'm at forever 21 and someone pooped in the dressing room.
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