come downstairs quick. our boyfriends are having a dance off in nothing but their underwear and shoes. and they have semis too.
3 st and 6 ave. One dollar pitchers. Look out world.
Make me a promise>>> if you ever see the brats from that tv show NYC Prep walking around, you will trip them, and you wil throw drinks on them
Pooping in your heated bathroom to the sound of rain and instrumental guitar might be the greatest experience ever.
if you don't go to jail tommorow I'll buy you a 40. Motivation.
Do you ever just KNOW it's gonna be a good day? I mean, like in a "just found a Vicodin in the bottom of your purse" kinda way?
bubblegum was invented today. we're getting drunk. end of story.
He crawled in my bed this morning, ate me out, and even brought me a panera deli sammie for lunch at school. I don't care what he lied about, all is forgiven him.
I told the DJ last night to play Third Eye Blind before 1:45 and just pointed at him as I walked away. He didn't do it and at 1:45 I just walked out pointing at him, without my friends
Sometimes I just want to serenade his penis with cheesy 80s songs.
I consider my hand a solid 5. So if I'm dipping below a 7.5, I might as well go with old faithful.
One more sleep until playoffs, Canucks are back this year, you bet your ass I'm going to uphold the tradition of being the 90 lb girl that fights every hairy ass Bruins fan at BWW.
You have to give it to him that he fucked me out of the dull weekdays.
So it turns out strippers do encores if enough people yell. Encore song: Self Esteem.
He's a waste of a perfectly good penis.
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