remind me tomorrow that nothing happen between me and the guy who's shirt i'm wearing
yeah it's now facebook official. i can no longer pretend shes my girl on the side
We should write a comic book about the many adventures of your vagina. Maybe even give it a cape or something.
You know you're wathing too much reality TV when you start adding commentary to every day life.
There's a group of australian girls next to me. can't take them seriously. think they are going to turn into mr g
there's chicken and sequins in our bathroom sink. part of me almost wants to know what happened
My own vomit just splashed me in the face. How's your day going
I don't know what he did but now I'm terrified of mustache rides and it's only movember 3rd
Apparently I have a urinal in my bedroom
You just kept shouting "I AM AN ADULT!" until he agreed to carry you home on his shoulders.
Tommorow.Eggs Benedict and surprise blowjob day
Last thing I remember is ranting about hating pants. Woke up this morning pants less. Couldn't find them, decided to leave. Driving without pants is surprisingly liberating.
I told the guy that if he didn't put enough pepperoni to earn the name " pepperoni feast", that I was gonna sue him for all he had. Believe it or not, that's all I remember.
It made me want to take you home, put you in footie pajamas and feed you spaghettios
Also not to brag but I got high last night and got us a host family in a chateau in the south of France
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