found the other keg... it's in the tree
I can't tell whether I'm throwing up blood or licorice.
at which point I apparently ran in and shouted "I made the sex with that one!"
He walked me home last night across campus while i fed him pasta out of a solo cup at 3 am.
He sang nursery rhymes to my vagina to get me to have sex with him..
I feel like hell. The amount of black beans I found in my hair tells me I hit rock bottom
I'm blazed about to take my 8am final. Another girl is too. We just looked each other in the eyes. She's my soul sister.
He held me the entire night. Not endearing kind of way. Like kidnapping or held hostage kind of way.
just lying in bed drinking beer with a straw waiting for motivation. why?
We ran out of wine so we are trying the absinthe you brought over from Spain like 3 years ago. Please call me at noon tomorrow. If we die, its your fault
Why did you come into my room last night at 3am and pour monopoly money on me while you were crying?
You dont realize corn stalks will cut until you run from the cops through a corn field.
I clipped one of my extensions in his hair to give him a rat tail. What is my life?
I left when you were using your mug to lay on the street and ask for spare change
Once you start using "cuddles" as a code word for sex you'll never get real cuddles again
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