last night I thought his shirt said yale... but this morning it definitely says old navy.
I just read the lonely terrorist on nwa had 40 more friends than me on facebook
I just remember her telling me "Hi, my names Kaissa and I'm a lesbian" over and over and over and over again as I was crying.
I have located the smell of the stripper and narrowed it down to 3 girls in class
booty call hours are between 1:30-3:00 AM thurs-sat with the exception of major drinking holidays and election days. please try again
you looked at me, pointed to a car and silently said "the elephant parks here".
4 months of living in europe has taught me the art of making a drunken stumble look like a dance move
wine lets you be on time to class apparently
This is a dangerous realization
I asked him how his night was and he sent me a picture of a bottle of Ciroc with a bendy straw...
Really stoned me is having a very serious, intent conversation with my mom about egg rolls and koolaid flavors.
Getting haircut. The stylist asked about the body paint dried in my hair. I told her there was prob glitter, too. It was a fun night!
Oh man 11pm. That means it's time to take my shirt off an eat a brownie
I just feel like I'm worth a little bit more than your recycled nudes...
We both know we're cheating on one another. But our side pieces aren't as kinky as us...so yeah, we're still together. This is a fucked up relationship.
At one point of the night i was standing at the bar and 3 of them had their hands down my pants, they were like thumb wrestling for it.
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