capris are just wrong
its like "what can i possible wear to make myself look short and fat? Oh I know!!"
It's an Italian thing I guess, grew up on that shit.
I'm Irish, we don't eat cow guts unless they're blended into a fine whiskey
i've hooked up with him and three of his roommates and not a single one of them knows about it..think its safe to say i found the silver lining in a boys inability to communicate
My absolute favorite part of last night was after I puked in the ally, we rounded the corner and you screamed, "she's ok!" and everyone cheered
I puked in a solo cup and then offered it to him. So yeah, it was a rough night.
Looks better than the half a blow job I got the other night which I had to finish myself. From a chick I refer to simply as "mom jeans".
Riding the train home at 6 am for class still drunk is losing its novelty in my junior year
wearing my old cheerleader outfit to the bar was a great way to get free drinks. i should do this more often
HE FINALLY TEXT ME AND CALLED ME BY MY TWITTER NAME STAND BY FOR THE WEDDING INVITE, BRIDESMAID
On another note; I'm three days away from being 1/12th of my way from not having sex for a year. I need to get laid.
I left my parents and ran through the airport. I was like I'm not getting stuck in Atlanta tonight and not having sex.
her fuck buddy was butt ass naked in our kitchen making waffles but they tasted so bomb
I'm sitting on the couch playing the sims, how's ur night going?
I'm sitting on my floor, drinking wine, and listening to bette midlers "wind beneath my wings"
Why are our lives so predictable?
true. but still. you know how big of a sucker i am for a penis and a pretty face.
PSA Do not blow dry your junk.
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