I've been thinking about all the girls in my life in terms of applying to college.
Huh?
I guess what im trying to say is that your my safety school.
I'm gonna write a book, Things that go bump in the night: The story of Katelyn. Chapter one, my roommate is a dumb whore.
she was screaming in french about how classy it was to be drinking wine. oh... she was drinking it out of the bottle. with a beer in her other hand while throwing up.
Her bacne/racne was so bad it was like having sex with bubble wrap.
She tried to keep her legs crossed last night while doing a keg stand. Way to keep it classy.
i dont think my parents would of encouraged me to save years of birthday money if they knew what i would eventually spend it on
At least it earned you a couple drinks. And something tells me you've touched grosser things with less incentive.
Apparently I confessed my love for him last night. Also, my love for cash4gold commercials.
my mom found me passed out in the kitchen floor with the Brita pitcher.. Happy Mothers Day
We are keeping it ultra classy drinking 40s and playing croquet with 90s rap blasting in the back ground
Tell him to dress up like Shaggy and kidnap him then bring him to me. We can pretend. Imaagination.
I was afraid someone would drug test my pants so you set them on fire.
I found the crust to my pizza under my covers that's cool
I literally cut myself out of my pants. What is my life.
Well, I guess you are not meant to have this fucking picture of an adorable baby duck.
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