she wants me to text her or call her all the time when we are apart...this is not high school...
the beat of "birthday sex" is shockingly similar to my dry heaving rhythm. it's making me nauseous all over again.
Wait so they unscrewed the bathroom door to find you naked?
We should start a Help That Bitch Out Fund and split the donations evenly between you two.
I guess the study abroad went badly, I gave him a joint and he just smoked it and cried all the way from the airport
Haha he was not a poor little guy. If he'd talked to me or something I might feel bad. But since I saw him groping other girls as well as myself there's no sympathy coming from me
He's just picking out the right girl. I do the same thing with fruit. Grope them, squeeze them, smell them. I have to know I'm getting quality fruit.
We got Pizza Hut & Papa Johns, delivered within seconds of each other, and both delivery people did a shot. I was put on Earth for this moment.
I'd apply for another job, but "staring out windows crying" is not a hot qualification right now.
Just so you know my hand is still healing from where you drunkenly clawed me last Saturday
Right now, I'm sitting in my room, drinking beer, eating double stuff Oreos, taking bites straight from a block of cheese, and watching Anchor Man 2 trailers. Finals week at its finest
Lesson learned:nothing good comes from an at home wax kit.
I've sent two unsolicited tit pictures in less than 24 hours. I'm the female version of a fuckboy.
I think I sent pictures of my boobs to an Olympic athlete...
soo... how was my night?
I met up with trey last night. He whispered in my ear "I love you" then raised his voice and said "but not in a I want to marry you kind of way, but if you died I would cry."
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