i don't even remember going to get food. i think i got gas too.
I am so 35 right now. Listening to REM, drinking red wine, and crying over an article about ecstasy in oprah magazine.
I just don't know what he sees in my vagina...and that scares me.
He said female orgasms are a myth and refuses to even try to give me one.
It doesn't matter how many beers you've had, it's unacceptable to piss in someone's helmet after a playoff win.
HOW DO I ALWAS FIND THEM?! THERE WAS BE A SOCIETY OF SMALL PENISED MEN AND I MUST BELONG TO IT!
WHEN DO I FOLLOW THESE PEOPLE. I WOKE UP THIS MORNING &FOUND TWEETS FROM ILLUMINATI AND "hot shot 6th grader"
im not trying to sound dramatic, but im covered in microwavable lasagna
We all have to be good at something. Mine are writing, drinking, fucking and peer pressure.
How did it feel to just observe all the people blacking out usually you're on the other end of things
I felt like I was at the zoo
I do remember that in my dream I wasn't impressed with his dick.
He walked around my apt complex completely naked and started peeing in the maintenance because he thought it was the bathroom. So yeah, pretty drunk.
Let the clothes fall where they may.
I'm not drunk or hungover and I don't have to work. My body is sooo confused!
I got drunk and bought a house last night. Also, I threw up on Mike's lawn. I'm pretty excited about one of those two things.
Randomize
