When I say rough sex, and show you scars from past encounters, pulling my hair a little IS NOT GOING TO CUT IT. And he just doesn't understand.
I don't care that you fucked her. I'm offended that once again, you fucked someone with me in the room because you assumed I was asleep.
4 months of living in europe has taught me the art of making a drunken stumble look like a dance move
All I can remember is being told by a guy named Kyle to stay in the corner until the cops left. Then waking up on a porch outlined in beer cans 8 blocks from my house. Pregaming for college.
While I faked being asleep, he literally prayed to God out loud, asking for forgiveness for losing his virginity before marriage.
Why is there a video on my phone of us trying to snort a line of Reeces Pieces with you chanting "This is how fat girls party"?
just gonna show up naked this time. that way i dont have to worry about finding my clothes tomorrow
That's just weird. That doesn't make sense sexually at all. I mean, you might as well tape a pen to the tip and try and write your name while you're at it.
So what's going on?
We hit boys town to get stupid. I mean invading Iraq stupid.
We smoked weed. AS A FAMILY. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL.
The fact that I can now puke rainbows on snapchat makes my life that much better
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
Laying on my driveway in my pajamas in the sun having my severe hangover cigarette, and the daycare house across the street is having playtime in the yard! I believe I'm currently being what's known as a "bad example!"
I'm gonna ask his dad. Weed trumps broken heart any day.
Can we just take a minute to acknowledge that you're drinking with your gay ex boyfriend's DAD who is a DEACON??
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