we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
New drink name: the Vermont Douchebag. Take shot of maple syrup, drop into cup of jager, bomb.
I need to stop making out with boys in plain view of half my class.
He looked like Harry Potter. I had to do it.
He asked me to coffee and I had no choice but to be honest. So naturally I told him that sobriety and monogomy are not two of my strong suits.
Or I could just give you a blow job and make it up to you.
No, that's okay. Don't worry about it.
Going once.....twice.........sold to the girl who didn't really wanna do it anyway.
Note for the future: whiskey syrup is AMAZING on 3am pancakes.
I wish someone would just come knock on my door and fuck me already so that me and my stuffed animals aren't the only ones who see my amazing spring break tan. I'm not getting skin cancer so I can just sit here abstinent.
Shits getting dirty between us in her dad's bedroom. I'm talking early millennium rap and r&b
My nipple piercings are like the guardrails, that's why they feel so safe.
He's probably the biggest I've seen outside of the porn I vehemently deny watching and he asks if I think he's too small
walk of shame. I'm wearing my rain jacket over my dragon costume. My tail keeps dragging in the rain.
Well. I hope my dad likes whatever sweater stoned me picks out.
If there was a category for "most likely to end up a serial killer" in your high school yearbook then I'm sure you would have won it
I am so so sorry I bit your butt last night. Twice.
How'd things go with that guy last night?
He threw up in the consol in my car then started crying about his ex girlfriend.
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