i don't have fun when you have fun. i have embarrassment, fear, and significantly less cash in my wallet.
and that's how I found out my dad doesn't believe in towels... holiday magic.
you told him you liked to chip your nail polish to look like different countries. im gonna guess that no, you didn't sleep with him.
Everytime I see a couple on campus walking and holding hands I just want to yell he's gonna lie!
today's workout consisted of me putting my fake in my sports bra and running to the liquor store.
1.) where are you? 2.) you making meatballs? 3.) Meatballs for sex?
I didn't want to have to tell you this, violating our brother/sister code not to discuss these things but: for the love of christ stop inviting that 21 year old idiot I slept with for six months to EVERY PARTY WE THROW.
this weekend destroyed me...my brain feels like the curly fry at the bottom of the bag. GAhhh come save me
that's ecstasy for ya. now I'm kinda in the mood for jack in the box.
Dude, you can't even imagine the trip, I actually thought that there were Care Bears sitting next to me at the bar, I'm pretty sure I started hitting on the pink one.
I just realized that in 3 weeks it becomes sad if I make everything into a drinking game. Fuck growing up
MORE IMPORTANTLY I THINK I JUST WATCHED SOMEONE GET SO LONELY AS TO TURN BISEXUAL??
He left for work so I drank pickle juice from his fridge
I mean I faked it but he could answer my texts
I mean I did fuck her boyfriend, the least I could do is post happy birthday on her Facebook wall.
On a brighter more disgusting note...... I think I just shart myself but I'm too afraid to find out.
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