I was staring at you from my window across the quad. I wanted to let you know so it's not creepy
but it happened after you broke up with me and before we made up.
i feel so shallow. people in iran are using twitter to write hardcore nathan hale shit about dying for freedom. my last tweet was "i hate the taco shits"
Its sad we have to plan out fun a month in advance. 30 sucks.
i convinced her that her period would come back if we did it doggy style
A donut and a mojito for breakfast...Helloooooo Derby Wekkend!
You rolled out of the car, got on all fours and puked then just nonchalantly stood up and waved goodbye and thanks for the ride.
all i remember was you yelling "look at my little feet" at everyone on the way home from the bar.
She was wasted talking to my dad about the hunger games than she passed out in the shower and flooded the hotel room...
Her fortune said that she will soon be free. She's taking her bra off at the table.
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
hoooly shit dude in taco costume challenged alpha douche to a fight. he's got catch phrases. come. now.
The other day I was really high and I felt like my words were coming out of my mouth in flowers...I don't know.
"Like what guy would respond to 'let's fuck. I've got bagels'??"
I started keeping track of my period when I realized you had a better grasp of it than me.
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