seriously this is one of those moments where im glad i dont really talk to or know the people i sleep with
Well said.
I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
She has more profile pics than tagged pics. narcissism at its best.
we lost you for like an hour and then found you at some dive bar trying to teach dance lessons
Hurry up I might actually study if I am left alone
my girlfriend just compared my daughters eyes to gollum from lord of the rings.
So high. I just took a picture of my chewed gum so I can remember to paint a picture of it as a cloud later.
he asked if i wanted their team name to be " Amandas angels" or " Fuk budies" either way an intermural softball team of all my hook ups from spring semester is just depressing. convenient but depressing
We played strip Bananagrams and I won. Thank fuck I read a lot as a child.
You take a step back sometimes and are like "when was the last time I was sober?" or "wow I need to stop putting everything in my vagina"
Is this an intervention?
Mom called her a cunt. I think that's code for "don't bring her over ever again."
I don't understand why you aren't on this trip all I do is smoke weed drink beer and get fingered
I do not mind being torn from the first touches of sleep to see a man who looks like that
I'm about to have a threesome at the hotel where I had my quinceañera. Becoming a woman under this roof for the second time, whaaat
I dont think the chain smoking, tequila shots or cocaine was good for my bronchitis.
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