Doing final review now. Then epic shit. Then going to take it. Should start it be 1030. Done by 2. Drunk by 3. Hammered by 4. Blacked out by 5. Streaking by 6. Jail sometime after that
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
I got an 8 ball and a free entrance pass to the strip club, if i dont get laid tonight I never will.
I found him crying and drunk, in my closet holding a picture of Tyler Perry. He managed to say"he's just so many people"
I literally need to be slapped with another cock just to notice it.
our night together was a product of my beer goggles and jennifer aniston-like desperation.
I couldn't open my car door and for a second I thought they were taking me to an intervention circle.
I walked in on you eating olive oil off of a plate. you gave me this look and I just started crying. we were that drunk.
Hint of advice dont get with minor league baseball players, you can google their stats but not their stds.
I've come to the conclusion that the dicks in Arizona just don't have enough size for me.
How exactly do I approach the whole "Well that was fun. Am I purchasing the Plan B or you?" topic?
I just hope when I turn 21, it doesn't tank my entire semester.
He showed up at my house, drunk, proclaiming that he needed to fuck me...my dad let him in
I just walked away from a youth soccer tournament popping every birth control pill I had left in the pack.
If he knew how badly I want to blow him he’d stop talking about his wife
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