Everything went well, until I walked into his bedroom and there was a Ronald Reagan poster watching over his bed - creepy
you announced to everyone at the bar "fuck girls. they're confusing. im gonna start having sex with boys now"
found an empty one..2nd door on the right...i'm already naked.
the line at the liquor store is out the door, and students in line are high-fiving like crazy...i love college snow days
I think i just got paid for sex with a hot pocket... and i accepted
vagina is talking i cant
We're going to play a drinking game. It's called "Senior Year of College."
Umm I need a rain check. Long story short is I have scabies. Research it if you want. I'll tell you everything another time soon, I promise.
Turned the water balloon filler into a jungle juice fire extinguisher. Please call me tomorrow afternoon and make sure that i'm still alive.
I would like to add..this is the first november for two years that i haven't cheated on a bf...thank you..thank you
I rarely go in there. Unless it's for mini cadbury eggs and whiskey.
I have bruises from doing the splits on the poles, if that doesn't scream bourbon street regret then I don't know what does
Listen I'm tryna celebrate your divorce. Sometimes that calls for drinking on the toilet.
Next time you have him paint you an outfit so you can do you walk the street naked TAKE A SHOWER BEFORE YOU GET IN THE BED. MY sheets look like like an acid trip
I'm just bringing him "breakfast," and breakfast may lead to lunch and dinner, but that doesn't mean I want the mealplan.
Randomize
