we went to a bar last night, drank beer in plastic cups. I took pics w/a random kid i pulled into a photobooth & i have easy mac in my purse. I belong here.
Beverly Hills, 90210. Cleveland Browns, 0.
ok this is the part where i go up stairs and pass out incoherently untill 6 30 tommaorw morning and not rember any of this. love youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
I'm telling people I'm celibate. It sounds cooler when it's by choice.
his profile picture is him throwing up "#1" hands after his lax championship next to his coach that i fucked....embarrasing for him, yet ironically beautiful for me.
All I've consumed over the last couple days is Vanilla Coke, semen, and Coors. I don't think today will be any different.
I've watched enough of my roommate's imported Japanese satellite to know when the exchange students are calling me a whore.
In a strange taxi 3059. Battery dying I'm dying. Bye.
First highlight of the semester: campus safety caught me peeing in the dirt parking lot by kappa. Then as they were about to write me up, they recognized me, laughed, and left.
Like I'm sorry but "it'll be fine trust me" IS NOT VERY REASSURING ASSHAT. Now take off your pants.
You could be a whistle.. And just ask bitches if they want to blow you all night
Holy Hangover.. I'm marrying whoever put this water by my bed
Trust me. My dick only does selfies for you.
If all that ever happens between us is orgasms and dank memes, I think I'd be okay with that.
What do you mean not that crazy? I had sex last night. with my\nBOSS. in the restaurant where we WORK.... ON A DINNER TABLE.
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