this kid down the hall keeps banging on his drums...i feel like i'm living in jumanji
a kid who worked there came up to me and let me know you were sitting in the bathroom sink. he said it was fine, so i just kept checking on you.
at roughly 3:30am you called me saying you were gonna start a big game of strip twister in politics class and i was your partner.
Its like I instantly had a mental image of me in my mugshot.
NEVERCLEAR, NEVER AGAIN.
I'm trying not to drink. I may fall down if I move. This is bad. I had everclear before the bar. Oh no. Oh no. Breathe. Breathe. Breathe.
Its people like u that make people like me go to rehab. He has a lazy eye for christ sakes.
You were running around yelling "BUKAKE!" and squirting people with a shampoo bottle you found. Total shitshow.
my memory may be fuzzy, but the 20+ naked pictures I sent him were surprising clear
When you're awkward as a teenager, it never goes away. You just mask it. With makeup. And boobs.
I just sent an "I'm sorry I forged a prescription in your name" email. It was one of the more awkward things I've done this week.
Also I'm sorry for asking you to shave my vagina for me last night
I woke up in my neighbors backyard with glitter on my teeth and sparklers super glued on my bra. which part was your fault?
I just talked comic books with a cop. We high-fived as he was running my name.
Proud of you.
We discussed the legality of being a vigilante. I won.
i swear a herd of elephants who like to smoke weed lives directly above our room
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