she's about as cool as a sandpaper handjob.
So Ive decided I have serious issues. Im walking around the school with a bag labeled booze money collecting from people while slightly hungover at 8:20 in the morning, and nobody is questioning me.
Im am drinking whisky alone in my parents basement. I think I just watched the point of no return stroll by.
I'm terrified to sleep next to her. Of course the sex will be fuckng awesome.
Its a Guy he gets weed for. I'm kinda confused as to why there are going to even be tuxedos involved at all.
I feel like I owe it to them to wear pants.
Sudden memory flashback: drunk me outside ripping my tampon out and throwing it into the neighbors yard, silently cheering 'time for sexxxx'. I sense a dangerous pattern emerging
BTW the amount of schmoozing I am doing towards some guy for an ID that may or may not look like you... You better love me.
I'm drunk, we're losing, and I'm in the visitors stands. This is about to get ugly.
You are the only person I have ever seen offer your other drink to the bouncer on two fors night
Bouncers are people too...giant angry people
Sorry I disappeared. Do you hate me?
Not at all, did you not hear me clapping outside your car on our way out?
At least I remembered to wear a bra. I feel like that's a big accomplishment right now
I feel like it is our duty to make homophobic people more afraid of us. They're never going to change, but maybe we can get to a "wrath of god" kind of worship-him-or-he'll-destroy-you-with-his-care-bear-stare type thing.
All the movies on cable here are either porn or Bollywood. I am never leaving this hotel.
Did you ask Harvard boi?
Apparently he likes someone who is into being smart and a supporter of human rights ugh what a skank
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