If i could tip my vagina, i would.
So my earrings and necklace kept jingling and hitting him in the face, and he told me felt like he was fucking a Christmas tree
I think the pivotal moment was when we used the see and say as a drinking game with shots of whiskey. It was all downhill after that.
when was she peeing in the stairwell? why dont i remember this?
....because generally we only remember 40% of the night each, and have to fill eachother in. And that still leaves 20% that we will never know and its probably for the best
It was awful. Their identical twins so it was like having sex with Jeff wearing a wig and shaved legs.
I just crawled out of bed at 5AM to make her a peanut butter and Nutella sandwich. Somewhere in the distance, I could hear whips cracking.
I feel like he better crank it up to level RG IV tomorrow. It's the fucking playoffs.
dude, I convinced you I was your conscience for like 15 minutes last night. you weren't just "a little high"
I found a video of us drunkenly yelling "we wanna be the Pope" as we passed around the blunt
We are such grown women, dealing with life's problems one shower beer and reckless makeout session at a time.
God bless the petty bitch who invented screen shot
My mom just said "okay girls, the ONLY thing i ask is that you stay sober Saturday afternoon, until halfway through lunch. And you don't wear that crystal camo hat. This is a funeral, not a tailgate party"
Best wishes.
You would be successful and sober without me. you can't turn your bakon me now
finals do horrible things to a person. i haven't worn pants since friday
last final went out with a bang.. 20 min late bra-less, cum in my hair and i still cant find my shoes.
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