I bet he comes in French.
You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
You were right. It hurts to walk today.
She's legit crying about wanting more sex. Holy shit.
At the hospital. Forgot we locked Eric out of the house last night as a joke. Hypothermia's a bitch.
Apparently I texted my high school english teacher asking her to tell me what logical fallacies she taught us three years ago.
is it weird that I didn't think he was hot last night when I was making out with him but right now I'm Facebook stalking him and think he's really attractive??
your beer goggles are on backwards.
Yeah. I don't think I have anything left in me tho. I think I was throwing up tangible memories at one point.
I got to see some gay bartender let a girl with daddy issues whip Travis in the balls with his own belt. Totally worth it.
and here comes the time of my day when I haw to convince a guy to drive my cape and my handle to my dorm.
Three of my exes and one of my exes' brothers have hit me up and it's only been a week. I hate semester break.
His roommate walked in then asked "well did you at least finish". What a way to start your birthday
I'm happy I peed in your laundry basket last night
do you know of a way I can die but like NOT die? like not being unconcious, just ascending to an astral plane for a few weeks or months in real world time so i can sort my issues out away from the rigors of life kinda deal, you know?
You know I base where I go on the likelihood of me getting laid there. This includes work.
Randomize
