its not stalking. its research.
Reason #437 to hate Louisiana: Just went to the public bathroom at work. It was so humid the toilet seat was damp and sticky. Either it's the humidity or I sat in somebody's yesterday piss. I choose to believe the humidity.
I am full of burrito and curiosity
Last night we hooked up in nothing but out UK shirts during half time. Never say I'm not a dedicated fan again.
Dude we need to petition the city about running buses later, none of my booty calls own cars
Somehow she slept thru the vacuuming, people walking in and out, and the sound of constant beer bottles hitting the trash, but when someone said weed in a regular volume of voice she startled awake.
I love my life sometimes. I do miss being an adult, from time to time, but a little vodka always changes my mind.
I went to the bathroom, came back, and my friend was sleeping leaning up against the stripper pole.
I'm texting an actual stripper. A male stripper. I dont wanna talk about it yet
I want to fuck the side burns off of Steve.
Oh great. I guess I'm second on that list now that we've confirmed she's not a lesbian AND that was her sister.
Why is our fridge full of girl scout cookies and rum?
You told me to go grocery shopping.
we need to make pact to not cut each other's hair on coke and whiskey nights.
While I agree, I dont think thats realistically possible
I would definitely ride that dick into the sunset if nuggets are involved
If I take a couple more shots I won't even know he's a Mormon that drives a motorcycle
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