i have a reoccuring irrational fear i'm going to walk in on my dad masterbating. Night.
we got plastered, then made lists of anything thats ever been in our vaginas
I know. Brad is upset because he was lower on the list than "that carrot stick"
He ended up letting us go, I think he just felt sorry for us. It's the only time that my night's gotten worse after I've taken my pants off.
i feel like this needs to be a 'lose some teeth' kind of weekend.
Dude he's not responding... I'll take that as an unpleasant visit to the clinic
I just pulled a piece of cookie out of my bra in the middle of class. I'm forever alone.
dude when I get home wanna help me fulfill my dream of smoking a bowl out of my saxophone?
Just stepped off the plane in St. Louis. I'm breaking out in hives, I'm allergic to Midwesterners. Can't WAIT to get the fuck out of here.
Don't do shots out of Tostitos scoops.
Idk my boobs are big but i dont think theyre hide a flask in them big..
I don'y know if I should feel accomplished or disgusted. I just ate a dozen cookies all to myself. I'm leaning more towards accomplished.
At this point in job hunting, I'm willing to become a leather daddy if it means some sort of income.
I just left and he walked me out and went call me if you're ever... Eh... Whatever. And walked away.
I legit just quacked out loud at a duck on campus. Realized after that there were people around me, they looked at me funny...
Rough birthday weekend. Eating McDonalds in the shower and used a fifth of sky as a pillow last night
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