things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
The walk of shame is far, far worse on crutches.
Woke up wearing just a scarf, the holidays are definetly here
I just washed champagne and tuna off my body. I feel like that was a successful shower.
I'm going on a nature/throwup walk. Don't lock me out of the apartment.
idk but i can hear her singing "Call Me Maybe" really slowly and emotionally in the shower right now
Are there any rules against fucking the hot TA?
Maybe for her....
Her problem, not mine
The last thing I remember about last night was guzzling white zinfandel out of the box and eating cheese. And I was thinking OH YOU FANCY HUHHH
As we have told you before, the first rule of hook-up bingo is we don't talk about hook-up bingo
So in my DUI class I had to write down 3 people I'd call if I needed to talk and why...they all want to meet you now...
Sorry I've been a slutty nightmare this week
Yeah it got awkward when the two guys we were playing beer pong against realized that I'd hooked up with both of them. Their teamwork declined after that.
Like he was cock blocking and it usually takes ten cocks to block this cock
You hear the wildest shit in a Walmart bathroom.
I honestly think sometimes all you need is a $2 alcoholic punch poured from a jug into a big glass to feel better. I guess abblebees is my new problematic fav
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