my bed looks and feels like i need to buy plan b.
we were making out and he got up to change his pants. I wonder what would happen if i took my shirt off.
Definitely saw about 20 people at my final that were never present before. It's like seeing who's gonna be serving me fries in 4 years.
I have a ginormous moral hangover. Strip club blues.
He told me that I smelled like a Glade Plug-in, then sang the Menard's jingle in it's entirety in between kissing me.
There is a limo involved. Man up, and make yourself puke. Its only one more night of blacking out.
Just found my shirt from Saturday, got an automatic contact buzz.
officially hit rock bottom.. been yelling through the vent in my room to my little brother trying to convince him to get me water for the past two hours. i fear feeling the full effect of my hangover if i stand.
I know how to make vodka btw in case you want to come over and do a science project
I'm approaching homosexuality at an increasingly alarming rate with each break up.
my mom said i came home and fell asleep on the floor. like right in front of her.
Dude is PACKING. And yes I am holding up a cross and holy water and hissing like a pissed off goose.
Am I getting cock blocked by karaoke? That's a first.
just drove past - why are you walking towards the shop in your pyjamas?
Can't talk, on a quest for bacon.
His nipple licking is glorious
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