Rosebud was a fucking sled. Gay.
i could't wear that belt anymore, it was gonna make me keep shitting for the rest of the night
im pretty sure one of the guys i was dancing with at graffiti wrote on my back "you rock". now feel like a danced with a 5 year old.
there may or may not be knives in your bed. I would check
at one point he couldn't find his underwear so he put on my catsuit to go to the bathroom
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
Sadly, she's the porn star that got away
I had sex on a dinosaur comforter, tell me that does not define my life.
And my coffee table looks like something out of Scarface
I suppose we should both be prepared for the secret service to come visit us after this conversation. Hi NSA.
btw my frat has a search out for you. the "girl who threw up in the middle of the party" but it was on some fat girls. so thank you.
Took his shirt off. Announced he was Jesus. Threw up. Asked me to cuddle him to sleep. And then tried to kiss me. Typical Saturday night.
And Mike keeps telling Will that love at first sight is true and this is just a shit show. Help.
You cuddled up under the blanket because you said it smelled like Santa and vodka.
Uh oh. Put down the vodka cancel the clowns and get rid of the donkey
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