i hope you realize when i said "grib" earlier i was referring to the gridded binary, a mathematically concise data format commonly used in meteorology to store historical weather forecast data. also meant in referential conjunction to my probability math class that i am failing at roughly 215pm tomorrow afternoon.
it hasn't hit me that college is over yet. so far at home, i haven't brushed my teeth, taken off my makeup, or changed clothes before bed.
just walked out of chelsea's house and saw cameron slapping his dick against her car. cant even make this shit up if i tried.
look out your window.... he's holding his iphone up like a boombox playing you beach boys
New major. Tourism Management. I dont know what it is but it sounds like something all the stupid slutty failed business management majors do.
Our new roommate is sitting in the living room wearing a snuggie and clutching a handle of burnett's mixed with what appears to be crystal light and sobbing over a documentary about a dead race horse.
I know. Isn't she utterly fantastic?
I'm drunk at a gay bar with my riding crop. God save the queens
Besides the kids on acid... I was the highest kid there
Like I actually don't feel all that great but the fact that I'm not projectile vomiting at work makes life seem so magical
I'm currently giving my drug dealer relationship advice. He's a nice guy and all but I'm really just hoping I get some free weed
Hooked up with a straight guy while dressed as a man. I'm unstoppable.
Checking my Tinder matches as I sit here in the waiting room at Planned Parenthood. I can't be stopped.
I met a guy last night who bought me a book on Amazon at the bar and then we had sex. Boners for books is a thing. Boom.
Of course I fucked him. He was wearing a rainbow cock sock and cowboy boots.
Dont... please don't. Don't fuck him on his bean bag bed
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