So A**** bought my story about how my hickey was a bruise from wrestling
on one hand i'm glad that i'm not in trouble...on the other hand i realized that the reason i cheat on her is because she is so stupid
i keep walking around campus wondering if anyone is as stoned as i am
is it bad that the only reason i knew what antidote meant in class today, was from years of playing pokemon?
she has her graduation year in her skype name, it's like a constant reminder that she's jail bait.
I was crying hysterically and you wouldn't stop petting my ear and shushing me every time I tried to say something.
We found her. She's owling on the sink in the bathroom.
Well, I found my bra. It's in my glove compartment with a half-eaten Snickers bar and a Jesus bookmark.
If you wake up tomorrow and start to wonder.... Yes you did just eat mild sauce from taco bell out of the package while informatively yelling about the loss of my virginity
Marking my student's "don't do drugs" posters while simultaneously texting my dealer, is this what being a grown up is like?
we have what I like to call an assload of ramen noodles
you said you would race him to taco bell but you slipped in the parking lot and just laid there, crying
Right now Tom has the 2nd floor office bathroom under siege. He shit/clogged one toilet, and he's throwing up in the sink.
like are we talking 'quick beer' bad or 'break out the real vodka' bad
I'm a grown ass woman. Treat me like one. Fuckboy
after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
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