No, I'm not okay. Girls are wearing BUMPITS here.
Literally just stood in the shower and forgot what to do. that hungover.
Drunk at a girls little league game. Hello summer.
i feel as uncomfortable as your camel toe looks.
its not that he announces that he can deep throat a banana its the fact he knows he can and it makes me wonder how he found out
oh my god. separately texting an Allie and an Ally while drunk is hard, and I'm climbed 1/2 way up a bridge pier.
i just remember doing it on a pile of clothes while i heard the muffled sound of his friend laughing. then i realized we were in a closet.
I managed to make myself a bowl of apple jacks, took one bite and had to stop eating them because they were making my brain wiggle. How was your comedown?
I woke up naked on my futon with a blanket half way covering my ass and 20 half eaten chicken wings on my chest... At 7 pm... That kind of day drinking
was it wrong to tell him he's welcome in my pants any time?
Is this the point in which we come to terms with our lesbianism or is that after you send me more ass pics...
I am buying anal lube, an enema, and a bag of kit kats. What part of this is compelling the Walgreens woman to tell me to "be well".
There was a clear and well defined point last night where I could've decided to go home but no now I've woken up with glitter all over my nuts and potentially an std or 2
there's crying, and people are upset, and there's a love triangle, and a broken heart, and so much estrogen
I'm sorry I get my lefts and rights confused because I'm dyslexic. But, it took you at least 15 minutes to figure out it wasn't your room OR YOUR HUSBAND.
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