The last thing I remeber was convincing you to hide in the fridge, and then taking everything out and you not fitting.
i dont think my parents would of encouraged me to save years of birthday money if they knew what i would eventually spend it on
I just want to go some place where I can have a nice night. Grind on men who speak no English, make out with a girl, and not feel judged.
he broke up with her mid blow job, and somehow convinced her to finish. I want his life
It just hurt to pee because he was fingering for fucking gold in there.
making an indian outfit so we can be pochohantas and john smith and fuck in the canoe on the night float
I feel miserable and there's nutella all over my phone
there is no excuse for drinking mascato in your room alone while listening to one-hit wonders from the 90s
Fair enough. Everyone has some guilty pleasures. Yours is yourself
I must have some kind of deep rooted instinct that tells me when a boys virginity needs to be taken.
All i remember is you yelling at a stop sign and the rest is a blur
You don't know weird until you've had a musical wet dream about your older brother.
the last thing I remember is taking a pull of ever clear and chasing it with vodka
You gotta do what you gotta do. Like how I gotta drive in the rain to go get chicken nuggets. I just gotta.
That's Danny the boy who threw up in the Doritos bag
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