you told him to eat candy out of your ear instead of your vagina because you had your period. never. drink. AGAIN.
Just passed a strip club with a Marquis sign that said 'tis the squeezin'
boobs and vodka. thats all i can remember, finals week needs to stop ending like this..
I pretty much envision me eating a turkey leg whilst fucking you. I have priorities.
you were upstairs in your room looking out your window and saw him puking in your bushes outside. you then proceeded to open the window and sing Come To My Window
My lower body still feels like its been through a garbage disposal and a trash compactor. In that order.
exactly. I want him to have to live with the fact that he fucked me. I want him to look me in the eye and say "you were a drunken mistake".
Alls I remember is making out with that chick.
Nope that was a dude
Although I feel like awkward kinda describes your entire sexual history...
I feel like he has a double life, why was he walking around at 3 am with a backpack?
You slid down the wall and got into the fetal position. He was definitely judging... I was judging....
If I ever see that bitch it is going down flavor of love style
Cause I'll toss Tabasco sauce in his eyes and yell "Cobra attack" and walk away
I can always count on you to keep my boobs honest
I honestly think sometimes all you need is a $2 alcoholic punch poured from a jug into a big glass to feel better. I guess abblebees is my new problematic fav
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