I see lights
Your drunk and in times square. Time to take the 2 train home.
ohhh my god. this party should be titled "my hookups of summers past" be expecting some good stories tomorrow
weed, chlorine, and victory. my bed smells like i had sex with michael phelps.
i thought i was the drunkest one there til some girl puked in the tip jar.
so i just drove past a racoon and a kid on a long board... god i love 4am white castle runs
no seriously. she's even got the premier of the real L word on her calendar at work. that lesbian.
this will be a night to untag.
After all the hair products he's stolen from me, he better fucking be gay.
My name in their phones is "That Girl". If i can't get it to go away, I might as well live up to it.
I was too sleepy and drunk to verbally annihilate anyone and ruin their reason for being. So i just opted to sleep with the fitted sheet on the floor
BTW my friend remembers her as "the one with the pronounced chin"
Then you bent down and whispered, "excuse me mr. Stair, could you please stop moving?"
he shit on the floor last night i'm not venturing down there
I really love you. Like, more than tequila...& we both know that's my favorite.
She and I had some intense sexual tension earlier when she dumped a package of apple straws all over my body.
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