this morning he rolled over looked at me and said "oooo, you look like i need a drink" and then put on his clothes and left without another word
i don't know where i am. i made bad decisions. i think this guy is dead.
then he tried to tell me how many times he had seen Scott's dick. his estimate was about 180 times. he thought I didn't understand.
I AM THE KING OF THE FRESHMEN
how did i know this would happen?
at what point last night did i decided to have a photo shoot with your camel toe
Screw them and thier engaged asses. I've got liquor to drink and boys I don't know to make out with.
Dinner?
YES CON MARGARITAS POR FAVOR!!!! MUCHO MARGARITAS!!!
Sweet. Warning: i have been drinking at work since 4. Plan accordingly.
I told him I liked how shrimp feels in my mouth, but I don't actually like eating it. Turned out to be the most awkward way to say that I wanted to suck his dick.
He pissed on a police station. Then expected to not be arrested. Sounds accurate.
I'm wearing too many socks to be ok with this.
I smoked out of two pipes at the same time while my friends wielded the lighters last night. It felt like I graduated to the next level of stoner.
ok now I feel liek a very drunk human instead of a chaos being thanks water
How long until you're healed?
Physically? A week or so. Emotionally? The scars of dislocating my knee at a frat and flashing my panties to the whole crowd wi never heal.
how do do this?
do what? Keep standing? Choose between 2 guys?
keep making boys cry?
Randomize
