I feel like I'm one of those people who someone looks at and thinks "how did she get into this college"
I can't finish this paper in my room because every time I get distracted I start masterbating. I think it's time to go to the library...
: am i supposed to send the mass text 'merry christmas!' to my booty calls too?
threw up in my backpack again. Asian guy I cheat from wasn't pleased.
you wouldn't come out from under your bed because you said there were six-armed bears everywhere.
ohhh that explains the pepperonis I found in my sock drawer this morning...
no it doesn't.
I fell asleep to the sounds of them banging in the next room. It was oddly soothing...
Brought him brownies before taking his pants off. I'm like the Martha fucking Stewart of booty calls. Walk of shame be damned.
Things are burning & the world smells of peanut butter. It's beautiful.
I feel like I got hit by a bus. A head on collision with my vag.
Woke up behind one of the fraternity brothers houses in the grass wearing a guinness hat and aviators hugging a 30 rack box with a zonie on my chest next to a campfire.
We have hung out 5 times and only had sex 3 of those times. I'd call that friendship
also I was promised more toga parties by popular media
He says the sweetest things but also that he wants to choke me when we fuck so it's kinda perfect.
Just used the pen i got in my signing ceremony to pack down my bowl. coach would be proud
yeah, but I wanna be the girl that makes him realize he's 100% gay
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