Hahaha, sighhhh...I texted him to no response. It's a shame, really...I would gladly exchange my body for pizza rills.
I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
wow, so sex, not that great its like masturbating with a warm towelette, like the kind you get at a japanese restaurant
seriously my hangover is so bad I feel like my eye lashes make blinking a workout
Yes I have a handle on life. A handle of Svedka.
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
I've already reverted to sweat pants. And lonely drinking.
Dude, I think shitting blood should be a cause for concern not celebration that you had a great night.
First sex of the summer I'm winning 1-0
GET HOME NOW
Oh shit
All I have are vague memories of us eating ham?
I'll just give him your contact info, and you'll somehow manage to get laid. Which will make me feel like your vagina's agent or something.
we were running around the halls trying to bloodhound search out the source of the weed smell, but we ran into six other people doing the same thing, and they all said they assumed it was us.
so.. please tell me you did not really sleep on the washing machine last night
guilty
I look like a hot mess, emphasis on the hot now, more emphasis on the mess later
I got sriracha sauce on my mask while I was eating fast food, now wearing it makes me hungry
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