you really need to stop walk of shaming home from theme parties.
After he finished I threw up my arms and shouted STEVE HOLT!
The men handing out bibles on the quad are blatantly skipping me... am i that obvious
I don't know. The next thing I remember we were in the walmart parking lot making out.
im shaking like a drug addict and i almost just shat my pants when i sneezed...no more patron for me
he was pretty good aside from the whole putting his tongue on my butt thing
i just realized that fran drescher is the 90's version of a guidette.
Washing the last semen-stained shirt you have really solidifies a breakup. It just got real.
This guy either needs to stop touching me or buy me another drink.
Well last time he got out of rehab he lasted 6 hours. So 3 days this time is quite an accomplishment.
Haha jealous. If I could remember my dreams I'm pretty sure they would constantly be about being drunk in foreign countries
I guess I just stopped wanting to rip his balls out and started being okay with him being alive. that's a typical feeling for exes right?
I could run a drunk marathon in heels
So I should just walk in, look him in the eye and say, "I just came to fuck your brother, nice to meet you" and just walk to your room.
My boss and I ended up at the same strip club. We both got lap dances while talking about work.
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