remember that time i ran away from the bar and passed out in a street cot?
neither do i
just did the walk of shame by his grandma. what the fuck is an old lady doing up at six am?
he asked me out through an event invitation on facebook, the title read Romantic Dinner For 2
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
Let's just go topless and paint glitter over our nipples who the fuck cares
using the campers leftover pizza money at the bar. Definition of great counselors right here.
At what point in life does one make the conscious decision to incorporate capes into everyday life? Like, as a fashion statement?
I'm not sure how to answer that. Is it a general question or one you're wondering about for yourself? Because I don't think you're there yet.
Yeah I just don't know how I feel about my fuck buddy coming to work at my dads office with me.
I took it upon myself to take one shot of tequila to have an excuse for hitting on my not-single coworker. It worked.
The waitress at the airport bar just asked me if I wanted a "to go" beer, hahahahaha OF COURSE I WANT A TO GO BEER.
Have you ever looked death in the face and have the urge to shit yourself. I'm in that situation right now.
Well start with a list of things you don't want to do... Like maybe 1) I don't want join Isis. That's a good start.
I just want someone to put their head on my boobs and laugh at my jokes ....
drinks after work?
that question mark offends me.
Should I apologize to him for saying I wanted to punch him in the face as I was digging through the trash?
Randomize
