and on the seventh day, God created megan fox
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
So I went outside my house this morning and basically my entire front lawn is covered in gummi bears... I think that involves you guys.
Woke up to the first three complete chapters of my new novel titled "If My Dick Could Talk" waiting for me on my laptop
You screamed for campus security to do something about the police officer who dumping ur 40
Well, find something you can use as a snorkel and be aware of your surroundings.
When it gets to the point that I'm more comfortable being naked at his house than my own, it's time to readdress the fuckbuddyship.
Omg he's telling my parents stories about him doing jaagerbombs ... Lord help me
It must have been an amazing night, I have "my pants are responsible people" written on my pants in permanent marker.
I just watched a guy smoke weed through a French Horn. He is my hero
antibiotics and champagne: breakfast of champions
do you ever feel so high you're swimming backstroke and then you realize you're still laying in bed on tumblr
I lose my morals, my dignity, and my selfie stick :(
mid-october of freshman year. goals have shifted from "no more guys on my floor" to "all the guys on my floor."
It's my birthday. I should be drinking mimosas in a top hat, not working.
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