Come to the Burger King. We're waiting for you.
I was thinking about him in the shower then i get out of the shower and there was a text from him
its like he has a camera inside of my shower that looks into my brain
I have a feeling this won't be the last time I wake up wrapped in a shower curtain with the words "Blame Bono" spray painted on it
Adams eating in the shower, he says it's one of his favorite places to eat. Btw it's milanos he's eating, he says he loves italy too.
Its midnight, he's burning water on the stove and keeps yelling at me and telling me not to burn myself.
My TA just asked me why I was late to class. How do I say because I was having the best orgasm of my life in Arabic?
how is telling me how long you drunkenly fucked someone supposed to make me miss you?
One of us will probably end up wearing nothing but glow/ neon body paint and a pair of water wings...
And I am in no way ashamed to say that it will most likely be me. I'm hoping for it actually.
It's raining beautiful colors and I don't know what the fuck is going on
I sent him a picture of my boobs instead of saying good morning. I'm trying to tell him how I feel in a language he'll understand.
exhale infront of a fan. self shotgun.
I wound up gambling on giant connect four with the bartender. I think he saw my boobs.
I found us a new booze connection and I'm writing college admissions essays. The future is bright.
Well, if it gives you any indication, when I got there, there was already some dude passed out naked in the treehouse.
So hungover that I might just sit in my car and wait until chipotle opens...in two hours...
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