We got bored. So we went to planned parenthood to stare at everyone who made worse decisions than us last night.
I have taken lazynest to a new level. I took a picture of the notes on the board instead of writing them. I win.
recycled a plan b box. kill a baby. save a tree.
Just waterfalled in the movie theatre... this is the beginning to a good night
Where can I buy a trophy for a Groupie Award?
She had sex with a merch guy. . . band guys make you groupies, Merch guys just means she's easy.
I'm currently using two paint brushes as chopsticks to eat lasagna.... college.
My present? It was a fake boarding pass he made in Photoshop. He litterally just gave me a one way ticket to Pound Town
He found my weave.. Think he'll still fuck me Friday? And how do I ask for it back?
I'm going to make a mold of my tits to bake a cake for him for our anniversary.. I can see the pride in his eyes now.
I just woke up in my ex-boyfriends bed, with my new boyfriends jersey on. I love March maddness.
Hello and welcome to the game 'Matt needs weed'! Rules are simple: first one to find a bag wins the fabulous prize of getting stoned with yours truly. Thank you for playing and good luck!!
Also, upon examining the photos, I have concluded that you were the sloppiest drunk girl of the night. And that's saying something considering Hurricane Jessica was in town.
One guy got his nose broke and was playing with it. Then another guy was playing beer pong off his horse.
There's something very strange about masturbating in a hotel room. I feel like I'm cheating on my room...
Ahh good point. I got some interesting mental pics and I'm slowly entering a "fuck it, lets do weird shit" phase sexually, but you may have already figured that out since I've been fucking you sideways and upside down a lot lately.