The night began with "let go home early so we can study for my 9am final" and ended with "show me your boobs for a free pack of gum".My breasts are worth 14 sticks for a dollar.
this is amy. the small petlike person from the womens bathroom at the reef.
Watching Miami Social reminded me of how much I miss snorting coke with burger king straws in a life guard hut on the beach until we noticed someone was drowning.
Did you save them?
Who?
how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
currently hungover, lying in bed and cutting cheese with my drivers license. ashamed? not even a little bit.
Every once in a while you'd chuckle to yourself, and when I asked you what's so funny u replied "sometimes my toes tickle eachother"
Lead with your genitals is the best advice I can give you.
Omg do you remember last night you kept pointing to your vag asking who wants to play this like a fiddle hahaha
He said he looked out his window and I was sitting in the grass with blood everywhere talking to a dog.
Good news, my sex bruises are fading. Bad news, my boobs look like I have a skin disease because of it.
so at 3am I stumbled into my parents house and crawled into bed with them, I need to start dating.
The fact that you got a stranger guy to buy you a pizza off tinder makes me feel amazing
We're going to ride the bus of mixed signals all the way to unrequited love town and that's where I'm going to live my life and then die.
Hungover on St. Patrick's Day. I did this backwards.
What's the plan?
Not sure. I think I'll take a dump on his windshield.
Randomize
