I wanna come home
And do what?
Kiss. Rip clothes off. Repeat.
peeing in bathroom at penn station and the homeless man next to me is combing his beard with a fork...god I love new york
Her boobs more than make up for all the flaws with her personality.
i mean, we fucked on the futon in the garage where his band practices. pretty sure im now obligated to like his band on facebook.
WHY AREWNT YOU HERE SO MUCH FUN STUFF DO IT GET IN CAR NOW caps lock
you both peed in the photobooth after the pictures were taken.
Bathtub drinking tim. I have no pool so I work with what I have
Dude! I just figured out I can successfully hide a 4oz flask between my boobs without endangering my cleavage! College: conquered!
Just read 119 best sex positions. I wanna try 107 of them. Can I put you down for 50?
I don't think that calm, have their shit together people actually exist.
You just gave me the title for the series of our lives. Haha. Chapter 12: the cocaine on the back of the hairbrush
Apparently chalking everything I've done these past 48 hours to the fact that it was homecoming, is like a "get out of jail free" card.
I'm sorry for breaking our door. And being a bitch about it.
I don't need this shit right now. I just woke up covered in pistachios
"Being an adult" and "being happy" are two circles that do not overlap in my Venn diagram of life.
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