the jail released me with 39 mardi gras beads. I need details.
Still can't believe they give people like us a drivers license and college degree.
You guys crashed sarahs vespa into a snowbank and its still there. not cool.
your drunk ass trust falled a guy double fisting bud limes and as a result your head bounced off the patio table. So that might explain the stitches on the back of your head.
For public speaking we have to bring an object that describes us to class. Can't decide if I wanna bring a flask or a shot glass.
What goes on in that head of yours?
Gay sex, for the most part. Why?
I mean thanks for the bj but i wanna forget everything that happened last night between 11 and 5
we're decorating our christmas cookies with birth control. so pretty.
You pissed off the back deck while listening to the national anthem from your phone screaming America Fuck Yea to my neighbors
Boobs have been pretty central in my life somehow lately which makes me question if I am truly gay
I was proudly and successfully the first girl ever to get kicked out of a the bar for being too drunk last night. Loving spring break.
I had a spiritual reading tonight and my dead grandmother called me a whore.
He yelled "I'm Bruce Springsteen!" when he came. This is why I don't sleep with guys from Jersey.
I just sat on the floor of my shower for 20 minutes to punish myself for drunk me's decisions.
Just saw a fat guy on a flower print moped. He's my hero.
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