Plan B is the new Plan A
I wish i knew how bad drinking and hieghts were before i got up here
I'm sorry you missed class, the topic today is copy and paste. I'm not even kidding.
After walking in on us in the living room, he still insisted that he slept in my bed with me afterwards.
I'm cheerleading for traffic. people are staring. Why am i the only high person on the way to class?
While we were making out, he kept yelling at me for not coming to his wedding last month.
She sent pictures and the names of her 2 cats and her dog and told me that I should be happy to have met the whole family.
You must be good in bed dude
I just got a call from the front desk apparently one of my feiends was dropped off by a handicap bus passed out in a wheel chair unlv is goig down
It just makes me feel nauseous. And I don't want to feel nauseous when all I really want is to get off.
is it too much for me to say that i have a ziplock bag with ice in it in my underwear?
Also, don't forget your plan to die young at a shrooms-fueled orgy.
My sweat smells like Wild Turkey. I'm really feeling the holiday spirit.
Well I'm sorry I assumed you were a human and that humans have the capability to forget sometimes.
Nothing like being naked and confused and clutching a scented candle...at least I woke up in my own bed though.
I'm sitting on the couch playing the sims, how's ur night going?
I'm sitting on my floor, drinking wine, and listening to bette midlers "wind beneath my wings"
Why are our lives so predictable?
Randomize
