I really need to stop carrying a flask around with me in my backpack at school..
Aren't you in 8th grade?
9th, but that's not the point.
he was so drunk he doesn't remember anything. I have to break up with him all over again
in the bathroom helping her wash cum out her eye. pretty much explains my sex life
We need a plan...
Find random men. Use them as sexual objects. There's our plan.
If I'm gonna go to jail I'm gonna be wearing a poncho
i just added no after every hockey player in my phone..
I have no idea what to do about this. He has a power over me and I think its called his tongue.
ill be fine wheb you get back. I'm gunna do real world things like washing the dishes. having to perform serious tasks brings you down.
Drunk me needs to be reminded of my sexual preferences.
at least it wasnt animals
Well i think matt shit his pants so ill mark that as a W
I was scared I had HIV after last time so I'm not gonna do it again
But he was really hot
Glad you don't have HIV
I'm ready to sell my soul to the strip club tonight
Yes, bail money means jail. It also means lie to dad, do it now.
he left a full can of coors light underneath my windshield wiper, like a love note. if that's not husband material, i don't know what is
I'll probably just end up banging you in your parents marital bed,in their honor of course.
Randomize
