i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
in the practice room. just found 3 bottles of smirnoff hidden inside the piano. SO glad i didn't get into berklee...
She has 260 profile pics. In 260 she's ugly and in 255, she's making the peace sign with her hands...
Am I allowed to say that I would really enjoy blowing you again? Or does that fall into the "nothing changes between us" catagory?
She just sent me videos of her blowing my little bro and my best friend... worst. ex. ever.
At least you got some premium homework time. Still drinking vodka from a coffee cup?
I switched to water. When the numbers get blurry you are no longer being productive.
All of the texts in my phone just say "BEER". I woke up with glowsticks on my arm. What happened last night?
I tried to force my roommate into a sink last night. And I almost won.
You're gonna be proud in the future that you fucked the next bill gates
You were doing bacon vodka shots and chasing them with barbecue sauce. You're officially fucking disgusting. I love you.
Just found my glass of wine on top of the litter box. Every argument ever is invalid.
This morning I woke up in the entrance of a retirement home. Memory fragments from last night: making it rain with the contents of my wallet over the bridge, getting hit by a car, and a lot of running.
Being home for break is weird, just had a full convo with my dad about what I wanted for dinner, while a dildo was on top of me under my comforter
I'm going to smell of sex and shame.
How is that different than any other Monday night?
Smoking weed with a blind guy, don't worry he's chill.
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