I'd wear matching sweaters with you
You sent me a text calling me "cunt" while i was in the middle of dumping my bf.
So we're fucking tonight?
im walking the streets of bville with a bag of cat food..looking for my car. i dont ever want to turn 21 again.
i think i just witnessed the elusive male walk of shame
I guess I fist pumped too hard. I hit my mom in the face and now we're sitting in the ER.
When we told the nurse what happened, she replied with "OH, Well you don't look Italian to me!"
As the guy I'm having sex with on the side I shouldn't ask you how to dump my boyfriend. But you are the most emotionally detached person I know.
Sometime between a drunk guy asking me if I'm a Beach person or a lake person WHILE HIS HAND WAS IN HIS FUCKING PANTS or breaking up a lady fight over peewee football league I started to reevaluate my life and self
and I believe it was when I was running to class to take a test still drunk in my Halloween costume that I realized I have reached that point in the semester where I just don't give a flying fuck anymore.
Someday. I cant very well invite myself to his dorm room. And I'm 28. The excuses to be drunk and running into him at uconn are rather slim. Although I'm working on it.
I feel like an elephant shit on me and left me to be miserable
I have feelings that need drinking.
You cried for a while then lifted lots of weights then cady's ex put glitter on your tits and then you took a nap. I got you pizza and brought you home. Nothing too exciting.
My roommates don't agree with the whole tv in the bathroom idea. Fucking barbarians.
My roommate just threatened to kill me with my own pan. Can I ever get away from the crazies?!
I am not even ashamed to say it, I got laid in the stairwell of the hotel, by a 29 year old. It was awesome!
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