So it's 10:55am and I just woke up on the floor in the hallway on the4th floor. There should probably be no moredrinking competetions.
I want to take you away to a place of dolphin rides and hot stone massages.
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
It was romantic. He brought over a bottle of Jack to celebrate us becoming official on Facebook. Definitely a story for the grandkids.
You don't forget tits like those, even if you are vegas drunk.
I'm so confused. I feel like I just intentionally took roofies to see where I'd end up.
Me and the guy at the liquor store are on a first name basis, college is all about networking.
I want to play lord of the rings tonight. And by that I mean get really drunk, potentially lost, and go trekking through the woods or climbing shit. I want all of you there. You are the fellowship. This is a mass text. I am insanely high.
Dylan just paid 30 bucks to have himself wrapped in the clear plastic they wrap luggage in at the airport. Bring scissors.
That man gives me hope. I can't help it. And by "hope" I mean "wood."
The only thing I remember from last night is being naked in his bed if that's not summer drinking at it's finest then I don't wanna live anymore
All I remember is while we were making out M.A.A.D City came on so I pushed him off of me so I could rap along.
i almost threw up on his dick. its like icarus, flew too close to the sun. except the sun is his dick and my throat was icarus
I want you inside me. Finish your papers.
I may or may not have been feeling patriotic and banged Captain America in a closet. SPOILER ALERT: We broke his shield
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