we're blogging at a bar
yeah it's now facebook official. i can no longer pretend shes my girl on the side
You were so drunk last night you thought you force pushed the automatic door open.
seagrams + popov + pineapple + milk. there, ur search for worlds worst drink is over. you're welcome
You know you're deprived when the only thing you taste while chewing gum is the 2 grams of sugar alcohol.
We went to his house and he brought a jar of pickles to bed. I think im in love.
It was sunday, you had a camel back of bloody mary stumbling around a dog park with no dog.
He pulled his pants down and said blow me, while passing out on my bed. I then pulled his pants up as he continuously started moaning in the background.
A gay black guy with blonde hair and a gold tooth just told me he would shit on my face.
Now it's a party.
and now i get to think about how i fulfill a gay man's harry potter fantasy. thanks for that
I forgot her safe word. It was a rough night.
You seem to be avoiding the poop question. How did you poop on your hand?
Sitting in the car eating a bagel. Watching a guy do tai chi in the parking lot. My morning is fabulous
I just described cereal to my mother as "acoustic breakfast soup".
who is this
21st birthday weekend in Vegas has concluded and all I'm missing is my underwear and 'Contacts' icon on my phone home screen.
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