i mean i'm ok with bufu but if i'm gonna do it it needs to be a mutual agreement, and there are steps that need to be taken. you don't just go OOPS we're doing it now
hey..i found a takeout box with a half-eaten hamburger in it, the box said to text this number if found...
Level of drunkenness: just now when I sat down on the toilet, I had to double check to make sure I wasn't sitting on somebody's lap.
I feel like a fucking princess. Like an heiress of a kingdom of drugs.
because drunk making out is frowned upon in museums i think
I experienced pure joy just moments ago when I looked down and saw that I had another pop tart to consume down my mouth hole.
I'm now drinking beer through a straw. By order of the bartender.
I showed up to a booty-call in my onesie pajamas and rubber boots
I kept resisting the urge to yell "2 for 2!" so they could hear me on the other side of the wall.
Im invoking the "no judgements" clause of our friendship.
My god, what have you done?
I fell asleep while studying last night and woke up smelling like whiskey and sex... words can not describe how confused I am
I think the lady at jack in the box started crying when we put in our order.
First night in my new apartment and I threw up in front of my neighbors door. Starting off this relationship strong.
How likely is it that we can see each other tomorrow night? I want to shave my legs in good faith but it's cold outside and my bathroom is drafty.
I threw up all of my purple drank and thats really important
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