ohhhh fuckk. chicks a dude.
He wore homemade jorts on our first date. I'm not sure if I should leave now or embrace the white trash lust and marry him
We just saw him running from campus police a few minutes ago. So no, I don't think he's still passed out on the quad.
There's a hand-carved wooden bong in my backpack, and i really wish i could remember last night now.
To put it in a frame of reference with which you're familiar, it was like making out with a golden retriever.
Any day you don't mysteriously wake up in the garbage is a good day.
You just said we could build a blanket and pillow "fuck fort." Of course I'm never leaving you.
I take it we used my cleavage as a pen holder last night during the graffiti party. Looks like the colours of Crayola exploded all over my chest
trying to figure out why the only thing in our freezer is an expired loaf of bread, a white t shirt, and a receipt from taco bell for 37.50 from last Friday
So he's compensating for a really small penis. Either that or he's a drug lord.
Now I'm obligated to stay and cuddle with her because the condom broke. Fuck.
T minus 20 hours until we forget our names, find some city cowboys, and g&t into the night.
I'm studying. And by studying I mean I am laying on my floor drinking boones farm alone. Last two weeks. Fuck it.
i pushed adam in a shopping cart for 15 blocks, then we realized we left tyler downtown
did you go back and get him?
nah we went to a karaoke bar instead, so worth it
Tequila. The ruiner of all good intentions.
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