You were in my dream and you got the lyrics to lollipop tattooed on your chest. Don't get it, it wasnt that cool.
i am too hungover to go to class can you just call me and put it on speaker phone
I have to overdose on valtrex I had a rough weekend.
The problem with never associating with your roommate is that you never know if they're dead in their room with the door closed or just gone for the weekend...I sprayed some febreeze just in case.
He needs to respect me before he can fuck me with cat ears on.
At second job interview this week. Wearing pants to hide pole dancing bruises. This my life.
I'm doing shots of jagger in dixi cups and making a lesson plan for my 8th grader summer school class. My life is so close to adulthood I can taste it
Hot Italian guy literally came into my logic class just to get my number to study with me and left. America.
I just had my first lesbian experience. Out of spite.
she paid $15 and a box of cheerios for their acid
but I truly enjoy making out with my best friend more than my boyfriend
At least your road beer policy is responsible. Well, relatively speaking.
It was great. He never spoke.
That's not why it was great, just that's all I remember.
What are we just gonna be those girls that get fucked in your parents basement and not get taken to dinner? I don't wanna be those girls.
Well, for starters, you were growling and slurping beer from a puddle on the carpet. Let's all hope that was beer...
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