Whatever it was. it was pregnant.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
so she called me drunk and made me stay on the phone with her while she puked.
Ricky Martin is gay. You owe me $10 from 3rd grade.
so I'm in athletic shorts, a suit jacket and I'm still drunk at 6:30am at the last leg of relay for life
It ended with me crying and eating pizza in my closet.
oh my god its dad's weekend for the sororities i can't wait to throw up in front of all these parents
Its funny how you denied every part of the text except " you hate fat ppl"
If I wake up with an unknown penis in me one more time I am literally going to press charges to the makers of tequila.
Oh, and she's that dumb bitch that goes out in public in full make up and sweats with uggs. I hope she falls face first in a bowl of queso and drowns
ted dressed as a cardinal led an expedition across campus. i felt like one of the 12 apostles.
He took a girl home at like eight, fucked her, kicked her out, came back to the bar, and repeated the process again at 10:30 and 2:30. THREE GIRLS IN ONE NIGHT. ALL PICKUPS. I HATE HIM.
Currently tripping balls and watching Pink Floyd the wall and I'm crying during it. If this isn't a self realization then I don't know what to tell you.
I'll be honest, this year's Vegas trip will be nothing short of disappointing if there's no repeat of the angry ménage a trios in a closet.
he told me that I'm basically going to be the mom of the house when they move in...i like to see it as being a MILF without the responsibility of real children
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