You hook up with other guys, let him talk to other girls.
no
seagrams + popov + pineapple + milk. there, ur search for worlds worst drink is over. you're welcome
my phone is just a graveyard for last nights mistakes. at least it's giving me hints as to where i was though, i'm like carmen sandiego
We were in the backseat and he was giggling uncontrolably. It felt like I was giving head to a 10 year old girl.
This kid is drunk.
I hope by "this kid" you mean yourself and not some child you have kidnapped and gotten wasted.
On the bright side, at least we arent the generation raised by fucked up teen moms.
The bartender just asked me if I owned stock in Jameson. I've been here for less than an hour and he's already judging me.
Haha, you kept saying the cop was going to give you a ride home b/c "that's his job, it's summer."
we traced the origins of this shit fest of a relationship back to a single instance of road head. then we did a reinacment
You have dresses for different occasions. I need different men's dicks too. It's logic.
He said he would pay my bar tab if he couldn't answer my question. He lost to the age old question of our youth. Why did pogs go out of style.
He said I act like a cross between a kindergartener and a high 70 year old man. Which is inacurate because it fails to account for the disco obsession.
Checking out a dudes' nachos instead of the dude #foreveralone
It would be magical, all 2 min of it.
He makes me want to cheat on my other 3 boyfriends..
Randomize
