im never drinking mad dog again and i have your belt.
counting down the days left of school on my birth control packet.
The irony of calling it Pride is that you do things that no one should be proud of.
you were stumbling around in your attic looking for all your swim team medals because you wanted to "feel like a champion."
I had a dream last night that you and me were eating cheesecake and according to my FATHER I was moaning really loud in my sleep. I seriously have issues.
All I can think about is getting a lawsuit and chocolate
Yeah, half my ass was burnt and I was missing a shoe. I'm blaming you for the shoe.
Craig, a bottle of Jamison, and I had a party on the roof last night. No idea how I got down. My injuries indicate fall...
don't trust your eyes. just sniff them. if they smell like axe, they are broke, move on to the next.
Hooker in the library. I repeat, we have a hooker in the library. This is not a drill.
k. The important thing is we are going out. You are stones. I am mildly hallucenating.
Officially crunch time. It's my last year of grad school and I've yet to get blown in a school library. The parking garage was less than a block away though.
It's going to turn into you and me throwing down in a devastating lip-synch battle while everyone else stands around awkwardly.
And by "I love him" I mean "I want his tongue down my throat.
My breath smells like gin and sadness
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