yeah but I shoulda known it\'d be bad when he start rubbing my pubic bone instead of the clit! Awkkkkwarddd
im like that movie w. ryan reynolds, no ones ever going to date me unless they're forced to marry me.
if hell is full of stilettos, fake tans, bleached hair, overused make-up, drawn out s's and blatent bitchiness, then i'm in hell right now.
Lol welcome to greek life
you came home covered in oatmeal wearing a tutu holding a stolen wrotting pumpkin and "its a girl" balloons tied around your neck.you were whispering the lyrics to aaron carters 'aarons party'. i think the real question was what DIDNT you drink last night
The way I see it, if i don't fail the midterm and blow off some of the projects, how else am I going to get motivated to study for the final ?
Hung over does not do it justice. I am hung like a horse over. I am hungover and over and over. I am hung, drawn and quartered fucking over. They just told me I can't keep my sunglasses on in the office. Fuck drinking with you people.
i cant answer while inside this church craft show. so unless you're outside with my engagement ring and a nonfat gingerbread latte, it'll have to wait.
nothing worse than walking out of class after 3 hours and having covered exactly zero information
walking out with herpes. that would be worse
Can't keep a straight face around her after she asked me to "make fuck to her."
Besides. I don't even really like sex because it feels great. I like it because for thirty minutes I own that guys ass.
I find it ironic...the gays are dying to get married & I just want a fucking divorce
in that moment our bushes were one. and in that moment we were pure.
If that orgasm indicates how the rest of the year is going to go, I need to buy rain boots.
It's three am. I'm drunk in a stairwell in Vegas. My flight leaves at six. Help.
I often worry that if I get famous, people from my past will recognize me and start talking to the media
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