Text. Mid BJ. 8 points.
I'm pretty sure I left my reasoning skills at home last night, and just brought anger and rage with me.
Just think about how many life skills I lack. Cooking... Driving... Sobriety...
I wouldn't take my shot so you poured it on my face. Twice.
"lets watch the sunrise" turned into "lets have sex on the roof at six thirty in the morning"
THERE IS THE SEXIEST BEARDED MAN HERE. I CAME EVERYWHERE.
sitting on my lesbian neighbors couch, sexting, & eating a burrito.. that single
They wouldn't let me hang out the sun roof and sing apple bottom jeans in the drive thru of hardee's i think i no longer like these ppl
You woke up, laughed, proceeded to throw up on me and then passed out again.
Cause a man that looks THAT good must have an ass that tastes like lucky charms
Look at all the pictures I have of us sucking on jello syringes.
Yeah. I made eggs in a microwave. I think that's an accomplishment this week, MOM.
I vaguely remember us chasing shots by licking each other's faces last night. Our friendship has reached another level completely.
Everyone thinks it's an okay idea now until I'm overdoing it on the vodka/clubs, dancing on a table, trying to make out with the groom.
Quick, I need a picture of your dick. Don't ask questions, just show me your genitals.
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