week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
i stapled my math hw together with an ear ring, too ghetto?
he stopped mid-fuck to ask me how my day was....
so what if he's got a new girlfriend. the guy i'm fucking has an english accent. i win.
so how was last night?
got high and had our usual talk about the definition of cole slaw. then tried to call the ramen noodle company and convince them why my face should be on thier packages.
He spent most of his night trying to convince people that he had changed and was no longer a sleazebag...he had his nut hanging out of his pants about an hour later.
Only you can can turn Jenga into a drinking and then a sex game.
You were offering to spell people's name for a dollar.
We need to reprogram your vagina to say "no"
She just admitted to me that she was a pinecone.
He goes "hi, free today?" WHEN AM I EVER FREE ON A SATURDAY, I GOT HUNGOVER TO BE AND DRUNK TO GET.
I have aggressive nipples.
I no longer need a flask. I need a canteen.
Just an FYI you do have to wear pants to lunch
so you might not believe this but he made a powerpoint. and gave you a 3.5/10.
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