I kept waking up & seeing my Goodfellas poster and thinking it was a window with people crammed against it staring at me.
I guess the lighting in my room made it look like they were moving. I remember telling myself that they were watching over me and protecting me from the cops
TOMORROW NIGHT CAN I HOLD YOU LIKE A BABY
my six pack is really starting to show since I started fucking everything that moves
I left boob prints on the hood of his car. Something to remember me by.
This just spotted: a bagpiping Elmo on the street.
I'm hungover and surrounded by children and Republicans. What did I do to deserve this?
Vodka drinking games. Where you wake up next to a douche lord and see your thong in the blinds.
We should have a bouncer at the top of our stairs asking the guys we bring home for ID...
yes and no. im drunk but idk if im "blow marcus" drunk. call in like an hour.
Of all the things that can be stripped of me i'll be damned if it's my vanity
Can I tell you that I just incorporated the spice girls in my sexting and you not judge me
DIBS ON THE NEW GUY.
NO. NO FUCKING YOUR COWORKERS
I Woke up still tied to the bed. I would say, it was a good night!
so evidently blowing a guy does not mean he will say hi to you when he sees you in class.. in case you're ever wondering
B. I found a note on my phone and all it says is 'Fuck yeah im a racecar'
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