O.A.R does not stand for Old Recycled Abortions.
There is no point in being painfully greyhound thin if you are then going to dress like it's raining in 1992.
I shall celebrate this moment with a beer conveniently located in the sock drawer directly to the right of me.
5 am is for sleeping. Or getting railed on by a stranger. But never for fundraising. Get real.
I wonder if I could sublet my bathtub to anyone.
it got awkward when the only couple not hooking up was just watching..
and i fell asleep on top of a grilled cheese sandwich. not the best decision. but not the worst.
all i know is that i listed him in my phone as 'vagina cookies.' that can only be a good thing.
In case you're keeping score at home, this is Brad's SECOND Doritos-related trip to the ER.
He's saved in my phone as 'MURICA. I think it's safe to say I'm not exactly taking him seriously.
And my nipple is sore from him biting it. That is not a complaint.
Yeah, it was all very half-hearted. In the middle of sex we both just stopped and looked at each other and said, "can we just sleep instead?"
That is so sad.
He said he discovered the mysteries of the universe inside an orange... I want whatever he was on.
I don't know how a coffee date turned into road head. But hey
he's been 21 for 38 minutes and he's already trying to fist fight this dude over his girl
awwwww babys first drunken mistake
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