i puked out the bus window last night on the way home. i remember it, but i don't remember everyone else screaming to put their windows up.
When the cops came you just told them you'd go to your time out corner.
I feel like i got beat with a pillowcase full of tequila shots.
According to the bell hop, we stumbled in about 4 and then cannon balled into the pool.
He's got a southern drawl and a lisp. I'm getting mindfucked right now.
honestly, i just want you to have sex with him too so that you can fully understand my appreciation of his dick as well.
The good thing about having holes in your nose from all the drugs you do is that you can't smell nasty things. Like puke.
I want to figure out a way to work "if you suddenly die, I might turn into an extreme hoarders" into my valentines day poem
I need Mexican food. Like, I'd take it through a needle at this point. It's totally worth the track marks.
FYI: Brian said he left me in the bathroom Friday night to shower and 45 minutes later found me with a towel around my head, my pants on and holding my boobs. No more Jell-O shots for me.
She's on her period. You don't know what fear is.
Just saw the bridesmaid use her new sister in law as a stripper pole
I get off at 11. but they've been letting me go early cuz I've been crying a lot
He dropped some cash when he got in my front seat upside down. And a hat. I'm keeping them as retribution for not remembering that he had sex with me once before. Although, if he didn't have his dick pierced, I wouldn't have remembered either.
Totally just got spotted hitting the bowl by someone else hitting a bowl. We gave each other a head nod
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