only if we run a train.
done.
he told me he had a problem with me going both ways. like what the fuck. what guy says that to a girl? goodbye planned threesomes...
Miserable. My projectile vomit just woke me up from a 5.5 hour nap.
Too long to explain. Basically I started an electircal fire. No one was hurt except for a box of cereal near the outlet.
and his room smelled like strippers, childrens tears, and fear
apparently i saved myself a memo last night titled "cake" and all it says is "i love it so much"
Last thing I remember is Dusty riding the bikes we "borrowed" from the hotel through the CVS while the rest of us picked up the girls who were laughing at him
just made one giant jello shot... if i have to study on a saturday night, i'm gonna do it as drunk as possible
The alcohol just runs so smoothly thru my veins.
Just saw our highschool guidance counselor at the bar and he's taken six shots in the last hour. Those teenagers have fucking hardened him.
well, you know. whores of a feather.
Dude, she had a pound of gunpowder in her closet. I for sure got a fear boner.
I'm doing my drinking workout. 20 pushups for each beer I finish. I should write a fucking book
Haha word. Sure I can do that. Help me find which bar has my pants and you'll get free tacos all week
You don't know happiness until you've got to smoke weed inside taco bell and then eat all you want for free
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