i friday night watching house. god, i need a life, friends, and a legitimate fake id.
I realized today that I should stop thinking so much with my vagina instead of my brain.
Please tell me this doesn't mean another "surprise road trip" where I spend all my money on gas and the SURPRISE destination is the abortion clinic.
But what if I pay for the gas?
Just saw two girls doing a walk of shame together. Slut bonding at it's best.
so...he totally just used scissors to cut up the weed. a wet paper towel to moisten the blunt....and a blow dryer so it wouldn't be wet. this dude either has the worst case of OCD or has the potential to be the next martha stewart.
All I remember is doing a naked tuck and roll of your bed.
Sorry we're taking so long, this weed cake tastes amazing with Tabasco sauce on it.
I swear to god if he wasnt on the fourth floor balcony and I wasn't to drunk to climb I would kill him
Aaaaand then she sang MDMA to the tune of the YMCA song, with appropriate gestures.
PLEASE. I won't throw up on the floor this time. Or fuck in the bathroom. Or dance on the pool table. So PLEASE.
Come on down you're the next contestant on "lets go drinking!"
LET US USE OUR GENITALS TO CELEBRATE THIS VICTORY
I'm pretty sure that I drunkenly used the phrase "I just want his beard all over my body" way too many times last night.
We're at the liquor store. Then going to the hospital
I never saw such an emotional argument over yellow vs. spicy mustard.
i just woke up in my dog's bed, on my parents floor, my outfit on backwards, and a bottle of lube poured down my pocket.
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