New thing to add to the list of never wanted to talk about with my grandma: sweating in ur crouch and vag area
we ended up doing shots out of those medicine cups..swine flu finally did something good for me
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
soooo we both peed the bed last night...
i rewarded my self with tacobell for not throwing up on any one. MISTAKE
she was throwing up and singing "I HAD a feeling that tonight was going to be a good good night." And yeah she was still in her dress.
The higher i get, the less gay he looks, and the more i want to make out with him. This is dangerous.
Going home with an argentinian named sulvio. Ill let you know how it goes.
It feels like im being cuddled by a thousand little smurf vaginas
if the future wants me to fuck him, then i guss i have to
The party invite said "this ain't no lame stoplight party, you come to hookup or you don't come" I feel like their honesty deserves out attendance
Not to mention having our pick at the ensuing sausagefest
Why was I lying under a truck last night?
Like seriously, I would not be going if there wasn't pizza
Great, now even dream!me is a drunken borderline mess.
I think part of my soul drowned in beer and/or jack daniels last night.
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