So I'm at the Chevron by your house. I need a condom and a couch.
Together?
Preferably.
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
He's doing the single life. He recently finished like a 3 year relationship. You can't date him.
But I don't want to date him. I just want to look at him. Naked. And in my bed.
My living room is scattered with glow sticks wrappers, sparklers, face paint & beer cans?
It's not as cool looking when the drugs wear off, is it?
I cannot even describe to you the most amazing ass I have ever had the pleasure of seeing walk up the stairs in front of me just now.
Apparently coming home smelling like I took a bath in beer is frowned upon in this household. I'm so glad I don't actually live here.
i went out at 5pm and cant remember anything until 3am...i was at the bus stop parking lot running around doing the Arrested Development chicken calls.
No more going to class sober.. Tried it for a day or two, its just not for me
Oh my god I would go to planned parenthood the same day I get my nipples pierced
Sitting topless in my room drinking wine from a box... It's good to be back at school
I threw up in a flower pot outside the bar last night and have a date tonight....I think I missed something
I just dumped the bloody coke bill into the tip jar while getting my hangover coffee. I'm literally going to hell.
He invited to drink but spelled forties wrong so no thx
PUT DOWN THE JOINT AND STEP AWAY FROM THE TRUSTAFARIAN
You kept flirting with some guy while I was throwing up on the sidewalk, and I screamed YOU DON'T LIKE MEN
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