"You squeeze, we tiip biiiiiig" JB
Doo rag and shades in the bar. You are missing your future husband.
you shoved the noah's ark of animal crakers in your mouth saturday.
the only reason why im excited to go home for break is to finally eat real fucking food and have normal bowel movements.
Covered in glitter and dick. 2010 feels a lot like 2009.
btw, i had a dream i drank 260-proof vodka last night. thank god that doesn't exist in real life.
while we were dancing I voluntarily took my bra off and hung it around his neck as a necklace. 2011 lets go
Close your eyes and stop texting and think about puppies. You'll be fine.
NO HOOKUPS IN THE CAR. I will try as i might to practice what i preach, but there are no guarantees.
I think the exact words were 'I'd lett him to the weirdest shit to me'
I don't care. She's the only girl to make me feel like my face is melting when she blows me.
Literally told everyone you're my idol cause you ate a chicken nugget off a sword
I’m doing tequila shots with lesbians. This isn’t how I planned my night but I’m not complaining
Sometimes you have good days, sometimes m you delete 360 screenshots off your camera roll.
he would NOT stop making out with my stomach! creeeeeepy
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