: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
He looks too sensitive, like he's going to write me a poem and cry after the first time we have sex.
theres no point in washing my sheets anymore. its always going to be a fine layer of booze and semen.
apparently people get pissed when you take the bag of wine out of the franzia box and put it in your purse before leaving the party
You may or may not have poured bacon fat down her shirt
I shouldn't be home alone with this much peanut butter and the dog. I feel like i'm being recorded to see when my desperation will peak.
Would you even take no as an answer? I have a feeling you see it more as a challenge.
Judge me all you want, but while you are stuck at home eating Ramen and tap water, I will be dining with some guy who, although might be the same age as my father, is filthy rich.
I just remembered something. Did we really all flash the cab driver to get half off?
I have a diplomatic trade for you. My pants for your rum. Tomorrow?
I just felt emotion and I'm not okay with it
That was right around the time that the drunken mess pulled out his dick in front of myself and like 10 other people and started peeing all over the train platform while saying, "Sometimes a bear gets you brother. Sometimes a bear gets you."
Pretty standard Thursday night commute for you, no?
As I took my shirt off he commented on how great my boobs where. I responded with "thanks, I grew them myself"
i had fun fun last night, with the exception of you running over my foot with your car. makes a great story for my first one night stand.
I paid for lunch, then he made a bunch of holes in my wall and destroyed my bathroom.
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