Last night is one of those stories you hear about on 20/20 right after they make a law banning 90% if what I did.
let's bang
You're in my phone as 'Weird Bus Guy' so I think my answer's no.
fighting downstairs. join me tonight to hear their makeup sex. also, let's make skittles vodka.
My grandmother just explained bulimia to me as a diet
@ a funeral. fucking miss uuuu
i ditched last period to have sex with him. i had to change into my skank clothes in the church parking lot. little kids were on the swings.
nothing about this is right.
i dont know if you remember blowing your vomity nose directly into my hand...yeah thanks for that
by the end of the night two people were passed out at the table, three on the couches, and one in the bathroom. it looked like someone pumped sleeping gas into the middle of a dinner party.
you know it's a good party when the fucking floor caves in. THE FUCKING FLOOR.
Is it acceptable to cry on a Friday or am I supposed to drink to forget it?
I hope our bodies realize that workaholics starts tomorrow and will be well enough to handle the hell we are going to put them through. amen.
I knew us throwing ourselves at him back in the day would pay off. I'm gonna b a divorcees rebound. Score!
dont eat that thats our sex nutella.
If you don't ever hear from me again, just know that I loved you
Jesus Christ that's like a real possibility
I just sent a snapchat of my boobs for Adderall. It's finals season.
Randomize
