I need to stop hooking up with boys in my major. three boys in one class is just a litttle too awkward.
This girl named her kid Rainforrest. If I die, just know it was from laughing so fucking hard.
We had an indepth conversation about his employment at Arbys..
He is to the point where he forgot I was in the front seat of his car while he was taking me home...that stoned
I'll just dance on top of the ping pong table, and if it's stable enough for that, then it's stable enough for sex
I just told a squirrel he was gonna suffocate because he was eating a plastic bag. and i stared at him till he spit it out. Its official, I love squirrels more than people. they actually listen.
he ate me out like 4 times and told me that my vagina "was too much fun".
I ate all his french fries. He was no longer useful to me.
The neighbors outside are screaming at one another about God knows what and everyone is too scared to go outside and we NEEd more beer
So I'll be starting a scrapbook from all the mugshots of the guys I've slept with
Finals week game: One shot for every psychological trauma I've been through that I have to explain in detail. Man I hate my major sometimes.
Should probably stop going into the gas station to look for the most normal person to hitch a ride with to drive me to a party
It's all fun and games until you rupture a testicle
momentary stint on a second floor library computer...guy next to me snorted blue adderall off his notebook through a cut straw, i cant tell if this guy is my hero or just plain crazy...
No pussy. I don't care what time of year it is you do not look tough wearing sandals. Honestly you look like a high school guidance counselor.
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