what are you wearing?
Just my guilt
I don't know where I am, but its a Goosebumps novel waiting to happen.
it's one of those mornings where you are proud of yourself just for waking up.
i feel like a lion cub that has been breast fed for years, and mom has left, and now i have to learn how to hunt on my own
You're the 8th person from last night to text me this morning and ask if I'm ok.
We've finally come to the understanding that as long as our conversation stays stricaly sexual, we get along.
I don't think he understands the importance of corndogs. Or condoms for that matter.
She was telling me which girls she thought I should fuck or not at the bar. Why can't all one night stands be that cool after?
Also, I threw up on the playground again. I've honestly had more fun there this past summer than I did in my entire childhood.
Chris threw beer can at guy. Guy ended up being a fighter. Chris got his eye socket broke. Fighter got hand re-broke. Chris is passed out. Fighter is in kellys bed. everybody won last night. I think.
I should become her mentor. Get her life back together for her
You mean sponsor?
Guy in my class today said, "I'm pretty sure you think about beer 95% of the time."
Fuck me I smell like cheese
My history professo slid into my DMs. Granted I did give him “fuck me” eyes during a lecture a few times.
I'm a freaking penguin. one mate for life, and really awkward at parties
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