Its like we are women, and boise state is a gangster rap song. This game is degrading
I discovered the grieving process is shock, denial, anger...and then something about drinking until you puke on yourself
Whats the name of the guy with his hand down my pants?
currently hungover, lying in bed and cutting cheese with my drivers license. ashamed? not even a little bit.
Fuck morning classes. Fuck early work. Fuck anything in the morning that doesn't involve sleeping, sex or bacon.
Nah you can have him. There's too many men in my life right now. I can't handle another dick.
I feel like we're taking advantage of the fact that our R.A has cerebal palsey.
uh, 3 redbulls and 400mg of caffeine pills and i still feel like life is in slowmotion..lets not take tranquilizers again.
Breakfast Clubbing as Juggalos. I can feel our IQs in freefall.
I kept having to give myself encouraging advice like, "you know how a path works"
I'm the catering manager, it's not my job to stop 2 teenagers from fucking in the bathroom. I couldn't bring myself to stop that sort of young romance anyway, that's what I pay you people for
I'm to the point of desperation where I stare at customers penis imprints through their pants all day
I'll tell you that it involved a pair of pliers and a trip to the ER.
I demand a full explanation right now.
Guy from the bar last night left his number on my waterbill on the counter, at the bottom he put don't forget I can hook you up at Little Caesars I work their part time.
You sure know how to pick em.
That chick keeps sending eggplant emojis
Welcome to dating in the digital age. Better catch up now that you’re divorced
and eggplant is code for penis. It means she’s DTF. Go get her tiger!!!
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