piano lessons. No girlfriend. What's up.
I'm twenty-five. I'm too old to be watching my friend throw up in Chipolte Parking lot.
..Thats also how I think I got the lyrics from MIAs Paper Planes Sharpeed on my ass? Maybe.
By the way, I think my next facebook status update will read, "Aaron recently found out Vanessa's a screamer."
oh god.
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
Romantic bubble bath turned into splash war. We can't be adults about anything.
He woke me up for a 10am bootycall. he was already drunk when he got here and when we were fucking, bagpipes started playing amazing grace outside of my window!! I love Boston on st. Patties day!!
The only thing I remember is vomiting and then feeding my dog a Mcdonalds cheeseburger and telling him yolo
I'm ready to take a few years of my life this weekend
Found my underwear in a solo cup. That about sums up this weekend.
no body wants to do anything today cause it's too cold, but a guy can only masturbate so many times a day. Ya know
MY TITS ARE PERFECTLY CALM.
Seeking encouragement from my tinder matches to ace this test. I've sunk to a newest low.
if you're wondering why I texted you some girl's name at 4 am it's because you wanted to Facebook stalk the girl who gave that Irish guy we met at the Chinese food place her license and said 'call me'
Okay so as of now, we may either be coming for one night, two nights, or not at all this weekend. It depends on Laura's toe and if I get my period. Will explain later
Randomize
