You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
i never realize how drunk i am until i start using people as human stripper poles
I got to stop making out with my boss at work. I think we should just get it overwith, be dissaponted and move on.
There were 4 naked women demanding my presence. Of COURSE I got into the pool.
I have a music final in an hour so I put all the classical songs we need to know in a shower power hour playlist, beer included.
Alive...but barely. Had dinner with my parents tonight which was conveniently located near where i left my car, phone, and self respect
Your never gonna wash that desperation outta that sweatshirt you know.
Why does my jaw hurt?
I may have punched you.
I felt so bad but my urge to be with you & drunkenly eat your face was apparently much stronger.
My apartment smells like a lavender field inside of a giant bong.
why is there blood on my car? and are we still friends?
also new logic of mine : I fuck a Scottish kid , Scotland national animal is a Unicorn airgo I've come close to fucking a unicorns descendent, mother always said dreams come true
I couldn't find the oven mitts so I used a thick stack of tortillas
I knew I was in for a long night after I filled the empty pinata carcass with beer, bit off the top of one of it's legs and used it as a beer bong.
I'm not the kind of girl that sleeps with someone else's boyfriend. But I'm getting waxed just in case I change my mind...
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