Please dont use Danity Kane lyrics to describe your emotions.
At some point I made a semi-conscious decision that i was okay with sleeping in my own vomit.
I just woke up with the words DO IT on my hand and six beers in my purse.
I may have broken a few toes and my face hurts. I do know that I pissed the bed so at least I've got some closure there
He won't stop licking me..... im choosing your date next time.
We're on a cock hunt. Everything is fair game.
I feel like I've been drunk all of June. And I am in NO WAY ashamed about it.
Doctor just prescribed me 20mg Ritalin 3 times a day. It's becoming the "grain and oats" section of my food triangle.
Got him to take a shot from the drip pan on the George Forman. He's gone now.
Remember camping when you drank 36 beers to yourself in one day and puked in your tent? Ready for round 2?
He ate me out in the forest at that park we used to hit my bong in highschool again, somehow this isn't what I pictured being 25 would be like
Other than my penis smelling like an ashtray, it went really well.
I should send him a pic of my crotch with the caption "thanks for the memories"
Just witnessed a man yell "gonna catch a slut!" at himself in the mirror while doing bicep curls at the gym.
I was...perplexed.
Dude, I wish I could live my entire life blacked out.
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