yeah she is the one who tells people i beat girls.. which ironically make me want to punch her in the face
seriously this is one of those moments where im glad i dont really talk to or know the people i sleep with
Well said.
walk of shame with early morning football tailgaters. niice.
his blackberry tasks were 1. take names and 2. kick ass
my professor just said "the power of the situation"
drink
I feel like someone was just looking at my memory and took out an eraser and was like "nope he doesnt need that"
I knew you would eventually ask my secret. Pedialite mix drinks. Works wonders.
She has puke on the back of her shirt not quite sure how the hell she did that
I told her the party couldn't handle my playlist LAZERBAWLS and I was right. Cops in the basement, orgy in the kitchen, jousting in the living room.
Like an undercooked grilled cheese that got cold again. But hairy.
And there goes my desire for sandwiches. Forever.
5 hours of volunteer work playing with puppies and banned from the frat I hate most as 'punishment'... Besides the ER trip, I'm not seeing the bad in this situation
Do you ever get high and look at your cat and feel like you know them on an intellectual level?
We probably shouldn't have humped each other in a stairwell for an hour. that was probably my bad
I'm gonna adopt her diet plan of secretly sleeping w a desperate ex... It combines excersise & loss of appetite due to guilt
is it still the walk of shame if his dad gave me a 'thanks for sleeping with my son' head nod on my way out this morning?
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