just wrote on a church. and then stalked a boy, by the way, i fucked him. him being your friend, also, love tacos.
Checked out the free sonogram van on campus and got a free DVD of my sweet food baby.
I mean, I don't even call it a hangover anymore. It's just morning.
Just woke up next to our cab driver from last night. Please tell me this isn't happening.
Beer coozy in the gym. Don't judge me.
The van in front of me contains people having SEX. I am in full view of a SEX VAN.
Where's Taylor bro?
Never mind found him under the sink
I'm going to miss recovering from hangovers on the beach. Rolling around in my dorm bed and watching Friends reruns is just gonna feel like slumming it.
No like you've drunkenly persistently tried to take your shirt off in the middle of a park filled with children. You had already thrown your bra at my crotch.
So I can officially say that someone has licked whipped cream off my nipples. Go senior year
Broken leg sex is fun because I just get to lay there
my extended weekend of being as irresponsible as possible started with blowing the bartender in the bar bathroom. off to a good start.
Officially spring today. First sighting of loud-ass Steller Jay on the balcony.
So how was it?
The cemetery or the sex?
We're going to watch the inauguration and fuck. Or fuck and watch the inauguration, I'm not picky, just get your ass over here by ten.
Randomize