now i know why i became what i already was.
He sat on a barstool and did the robot for 3 hours - I'm pretty sure he enjoyed himself.
He was a level 5 clinger dude i dont need to be told how ridiculously awesome i am all the time, if so id just hang out with my mom
Every single piece. I examined every single square inch of this peanut butter and jelly sandwich. and fell in love with every inch. that high.
I've come to realize that after waking up this morning for work no one wins in bar dice.
I barely even remember him. He is just a distant beard in my past.
Well, I'm at the grocery store wondering whether I exist or not.
Facebook stalking ex-girlfriends who went to rehab. This is my life.
The fact that there are multiple ex-girlfriends who have been to rehab concerns me
I just got a get of my turf look from a hooker. Apparently, Ninja Turtles T-shirt+Jeans+Flip-Flops=Hooker Gear. Woot.
At tuba camp, the pickings are slim. It's like being the tallest midget.
And he's in a frat. Everyone in a frat is gay. It's science.
I swear, I make more use of my creative writing major with sexting than I do with anything else
she's always on high-alert for lesbians
i am also 80% sure that my shirt glows in the dark.
My dad just invited me to smoke a blunt with him. Parent-child bonding at its finest (and highest).
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