I caved and texted him. But it's strictly drug dealing business so it doesn't count.
The Wii Fit is already telling me I'm an alcoholic.
A good ear swabbing is more orgasmic than sex with him
Escaped ambulance. Meet me at your apartment.
I'm blazed about to take my 8am final. Another girl is too. We just looked each other in the eyes. She's my soul sister.
I love you, but you should know I'll always ditch you for weed.
Let's just say a refrigerator got involved and after that I had to send him home.
There are regrets in my world today- mostly jager at that fucking altitude
The way I see it, everyone on campus has a fake, but I'm the only person who actually makes beer in their dorm.
You'd think somebody who rolls blunts like jesus himself could roll a god damn burrito
My nipple piercings are like the guardrails, that's why they feel so safe.
He wanted me to choke him with my feet. So now I feel obligated to start writing my memoir
That portion can talk about stepping out of your comfort zone and how it can potentially kill people
New fact of life: getting Becca high never helps any situation at all ever.
this potential sugar daddy just sent me a photo of him butt naked in the woods saying he wants to "grow our spirits together." so i think i found us a new drug dealer!
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