I had a dream last night that we were eating cake at Mercy...hahaha. I'm furious I didn't see you.
I told him I'm not paying rent anymore because he's seen my boobs.
I wish they made sweatshirts for legs
you mean pants?
I feel like none of my dresses scream slut the way I'd like them to
where's my purse there's an important taco in it
considering how much of last night I don't remember and the amount of ones laying on my desk right now, it's safe to say I'm concerned
Don't try to dry clothes in the microwave. They'll catch on fire.
you were sat in the corner crying until someone gave you a baguette, which you then tried to feed to the duck doorstop.
I regret nothing
If graduating leads me to stop getting naked at inappropriate times in public places I'm going to be pissed
Ps I'm glad our relationship hasn't progressed into having to get married so we legally can't testify against each other
The last thing I remember was naked hot tub and taking a shot and using the hot tub water as a chaser. Not acceptable.
Wait is this black Chris #1, cocaine Chris, or gay Chris?
No this is saxophone Chris
I said his dick tasted like a Hawaiian Sweet Roll. And then I yelled MAHALO.
From what I remember I had fun, until I threw up, and lost my shoes..
Feel free to drag me back to reality at your convenience
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