i stalked him back to the creation of his facebook in november 2008. that bad.
whatever. as long as im no longer referred to as the girl who fucked the pledge on his big brother's couch.
Okay. Did anyone see me spend $1600 at the strip club last night? Or is this someone else's receipt in my pocket?
My therapist thinks I shld paint u something to show u my appreciation 4 ur friendship. 1) she must think I'm rite on the brink of no friends 2) this is real
She really is something else.
Words cannot describe what though. The best way to describe her is to say it like watching a bear and a whale have sex. You don't know why it's happening or how. But it's rather funny and you can't look away.
I see your walk of shame and raise you a day in jail wearing a girls old workout clothes.
Just had an epiphany about how to drink more effectively in the shower. While walking across campus carrying a Franzia bag like Santa
How bad is it I'm looking at his cock while waiting to see my therapist?
just really comprehended the fact that I'm getting high at the same place I used to play as a child. the nostalgia and thc is mixing together in one, intense wave. WHO HAVE I BECOME
Sorry for the milk in the bathroom. I was washing mace out of the one security guys eyes
It turns out my English teacher used to pose for Playboy. She's an inspiration.
I know I don't have feelings for him because I feel completely ashamed every time after we have sex
He snapchated me a photo of his penis with the caption "it needs a home".
I'm not kidding, he literally jumped in the red panda exhibit. I knew this was gonna be a good birthday.
the last thing i heard from her was "i wanna get fucked by a stranger" and i haven't seen her since
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