i wouldnt be suprised if in indian your name meant "walking lie"
sitting in room practicing taking shots. has my life come to this?
I walked downstairs and there were 50 sorority girls. I wasn't expecting an audience during my walk of shame.
just got high and bedazzled my bra. other than bleeding from the prongs life is so good.
I dont know whats worse: her telling me she was so drunk i was "almost sexy," the fact that even when theyre shitfaced, im just "almost sexy" to girls, or the fact that i wasnt that offended by it.
his phone is always ringing though. It makes me feel like I'm dating a doctor who's always on call.
yeah, dating a doctor sounds much better than fucking your drug dealer.
I am sitting here. Drinking from a bottle of vodka. Eating shredded cheese from a bag and waiting on him to pick me up after he finishes with his girlfriend. This is what dreams are made of.
Am I allowed to be in denial about being gay again? Or is that one of those things you can't do?
Preparing for the bar exam has made my whatever disorder you said I have act up again
And now you understand the importance of Saturday naps.
Because you stay up all night having sex and eating sushi?
Have you seen him ? Seriously. No one is that straight.
Currently looking up Winnie-the-Pooh porn.
I'm pretty sure i doubled the number of dicks I've ever touched, last night.
But what we lack in money, we make up for in dry humor and drugs
I told you that we shouldn't have sex. You said "its okay I already saw you pee" apparently that was convincing
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